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Standing on the clock,
In London late at night,
Staring at her window,
Saying to myself, "I don't bite."
But I opened my mouth,
And I felt my teeth,
White as the clouds,
Making it harder to breathe,
I flew down to her,
With the ring in behind my back.
She turned around.
So I flew into the black.
I came out in a tux,
And when she couldn't see,
I huggled her in my wings,
And said, "Will you marry me?"
~ Another Vampire Poem Pt 1~