Here is another old Halloween poem this time from 2013
I know that it is raining, I can see that it wet
But you are my familiar and not a blooming pet!
I have asked you nicely I have even said please
Now go and get me food or I shall infest you with flees.
Excuse me, Lady Mistress, this does not seem quite right
Just where in my contract does it say I have to work for you at night!
You have run me ragged every minute of today
I am tired now and my feathers are wet and here in the warm I need to stay.
Pardon me! my fine feathered friend,pardon me my beauty
I am not requesting I am demanding that you do your duty.
I am the one in charge not you , I am the tortured soul of a Vampire
You do as I bid and brook me not.Go, go on, What are waiting for. Wet weather attire?
Well Mistress that would not go amiss for I am not a duck,
And if I get lost you will miss out and that would be such bad luck.
Be Gone! Get out! and find me fresh blood
And if you play your cards right I shall dip you in the stream on your return to remove the mud.