The Vampire and the Wolves

The Vampire and the Wolves






At midnight, under the moon’s round, white light,
Surrounded by trees where it wasn’t really bright,
I heard terrible sounds through the foliage of trees
Which stopped my advance as my legs did a “freeze."

Wolf song, with howlings too close and too loud
Soon let me know I was bordered by a crowd.
“Brothers,” said I, “you cannot drink of my blood.”
Then I watched as they crouched down in the mud.

“Ahoo!” they continued, discussing the moon.
I sat down and joined them, singing their tune.
This went on for hours, until the moon slid down.
Then they slipped into the forest, and I into town.