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I thrive when I’m alone

Not so in a crowd

I do well when it’s quiet

I get frazzled when it’s loud… (tbc?)

Bit by a zombie

I fight to survive

Am I undead or am I alive?

I hide in the bushes

Near where there are trains

I have an insatiable hunger

For flesh and for brains.

Bit by a werewolf

I wait for the moon

They found my last victim

On top of a dune.

Her throat was ripped out

And out flowed her blood

Mixed with the sand it turned into mud.

With silver bullets

Me they could kill

Before someone else

I get my next fil.

Bit by a vampire

I wait ’til it’s dark

I emerge from my coffin

And head to the park

When I find a young lady

I bite her frail neck

If i’m not careful

Her throat it gets wrecked.

When her neck it starts to bleed

That’s what i wait for;

That’s when I feed.

Garlic or wolfbane

Can keep me away

A stake it could stop me

And make me pay.

Snitches get stitches

They lose all their riches

When their cell mate gets out

They take all their bitches

And sometimes their body

Is found among ditches.

Sooner or LASER

Machines they will rise

When that does happen

Will we meet our demise?

Could we ever go extinct

If this happened

Would it be linked?

Trump’s as bitter as a grapefruit.

He falsely claims he has won.

One of thousands of lies

He’s told under the sun.

As bitter as a grapefruit.

He incited a coup.

Sending out tweets

As he sat on the loo.

Trump’s as bitter as a grapefruit

For those who oppose

His rotten agenda

And who Joe Biden they chose.

As bitter as a grapefruit

Things are now tense with his veep

I wonder if in private

Does POTUS45 weep?