Will you write a vampire rhyme?
Or speak to us of gooey slime?
I will not write a vampire rhyme
I know not how, I have not time
And be it greener than a lime
I will not speak of gooey slime
Then shall you tell another tale?
Of wolves that howl and ghosts that wail?
Nor will I tell a wolfy tale
Or spin a yarn of ghosts that wail
Perhaps a brand new monster, then?
To scare even the boldest men!
I tell you once and once again
I will not scare the boldest men
Nor will I tell a wolfy tale
Or spin a yarn of ghosts that wail
I will not write a vampire rhyme
I know not how, I have not time
And be it greener than a lime
I will not speak of gooey slime
A yeti's story will you try?
And don't forget a custard pie
I did a yeti once espy
And by its furry hand did die
As to why, I'll tell you why
I'd eaten up my custard pie
Then just what monster shall it be?
Inside the game, what will we see?
And will it give us all a fright?
With claws that scratch and jaws that bite?
I will not write of snapping jaws
I can not draw the scratching claws
I did a yeti once espy
And by its furry hand did die
As to why, I'll tell you why
I'd eaten up my custard pie
I tell you once and once again
I will not scare the boldest men
Nor will I tell a wolfy tale
Or spin a yarn of ghosts that wail
I will not write a vampire rhyme
I know not how, I have not time
And be it greener than a lime
I will not speak of gooey slime
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(The bare bones of this poem lodged in my mind and wouldn't get out, so I had to write and post it

I really want to enter this month but I have exams just around the corner, so can't guarantee anything

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