A vampire wants to suck down your blood,
But, he might not do it if your life is a dud,
You must be an overachiever,
Dedication like a beaver,
And, be someone who is not just a crud.
February in the mid,
Is when snow-fairies stay hid,
The snow-fairies are small,
Can't take cold at all,
So, they hide until the cold weather is rid.
My broker has given me the latest news,
He said to stop eating as he drank fancy booze,
As he drank rum and coke,
He said I was broke,
Then, said he'd be going on his Caribbean cruise.
One day after I had some beer,
Everything became real clear,
I looked outside and I could see,
A pink orangutan in my tree,
As I watched him from my little ranch,
He wound around on every branch,
When he saw my Steele glare,
He waved to acknowledge I was there,
The next day I could not see,
The pink orangutan in my tree,
My stomached ached and forehead throbbed,
‘My pink orangutan was gone’’, I sobbed,
At last I lost my very last tear,
Then, I realized my greatest fear,
For the orangutan had taken care,
To at least acknowledge I was there.