Webmistress of Rhianna's Vamcam

Hearken, again does the swish of black satin
       signal it is time for the Vampyress to rise?

As the ochre of the evening succumbs to the twinkling darkness
of night, who can escape the gleam from her eyes?

As that cape of black satin wafts with the wind
its rustling gives  warning as a whisper---

for scarcely will you hear her,
Rhiannapire clad in layers of diaphanous black

Ah, but beware as she passes with that fluttering cape
of that cold tingling that starts in your nape
and creeps down your spine
when she flashes her smile you'll feel colder yet
and realize there are two teeth much longer than thine...


Give blood to Rhianna at: RHIANNA'S VAMCAM and RHIANNA'S GHOULS