Now, that I became the alien vampire poet.
I notice! That I need to drain fluid's out the brains of other's poet's to survive.
As I, was flying in the air, looking for some poet's.
I seen one writing a poem, I can tell he had weak writing skills.
I know he be a easy kill.
I came up behind him, grab him, and stuck my tentacle's in his brain.
As, he was shaking, this thirst's, I first experience was satisfaction.
As I left him dead, laying on the ground.Then I flew away.
The master alien vampire poet, was telepathic me.
Aferward, I flew to this hidden den.
As I enter, I seen other alien vampire poet's in there.
I have walk up to him.He told me! 'Well done for your first kill.'
I bowed down on my knee, and kiss his hand.
He told me! 'You are going to be second in command.'
You are much stronger, than the other's.I'm going to warn you!
We have alien vampire poet hunter's, out to destroy us all.
It is time to take a group, and feast on these puny poet's.....
Derrick Clark
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/part-2-i-became-the-alien-vampire-poet/
