Mail To An Exchange Student, by Lesley Moss

Sucks to be at our school!

The teachers are batty,
Count D is the Head.
He never gets old:
he's truly Undead.

The uniform's black,
our fangs glossy white,
our eyes shine blood-red,
we shrink from the light.

Our school starts at sundown,
your day is our night.
We play in the moonshine - 
but careful! We bite!

Count Dracula's cool, yeah,
He's not very strict.
He's saved you a place
in your very own crypt!

Igor
Year 60
The Transylvanian Academy

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P.S. You're going to fit right in.
P.P.S. Don't bring garlic or stake.


© 2014 Lesley Moss