My ………… mouth,

devoured the arms of children,
………… their sweet ……
and …….. juices.  Their short
prickly …… lodged themselves
in my plaque-stained …….

Their thighs tasted the ……,
………… when rotisserie rare,
the blood seeped through the ……
in my ….. and pooled off my …..

But on ……., the …. of ……, I
ate the brains of a ….. little
bastard.  They were gray …. sour
… reminded me of ……. onions.
………., ………, the …………
brains enlightened me … to this day
children have …… passed vampire lips.

By Andrew J. Stone
http://andrewjstone.blogspot.com/