Shakesbier’s Ditty
With apologies to William Shakespeare
Where the bat sucks, there suck I:
In my native soil I lie;
There I couch when morning’s nigh.
In a wolf’s guise I do glide
All the evening stealthily.
Stealthily, stealthily shall I appear
Lips brushing your neck, strange breath in your ear.
Published in Dracula Press Newsletter
