The Vampire’s Christmas

Stories and Dreams

Author’s Note: Sharing this little story-in-poem is becoming a winter holiday tradition of mine. I wrote it on a lark a few years ago, and while it started out a little silly, I actually liked the story that unfolded. It is, of course, shamelessly adapted from “Twas the Night Before Christmas.” Silly & serious by turns, I hope it amuses you as much as it does me.

The Vampire’s Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and along Bourbon Street,
The vampire was searching for someone to eat.
The shops were all quiet, having closed for the night,
But the vampire was restless and hoped for a bite.

The partying crowds had all cleared away,
Heading home to prepare for tomorrow’s big day.
The streets were now empty and nobody stirred.
The vampire walked, whistling, but nobody heard.

He stopped for a moment in the pale streetlamp’s glow
And the only…

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