Long ago, hundreds of deviant Anglo Saxons
buried there,
The potters field of Greensboro before
it became Greensboro Park.
Every kind of criminal you could think of
from thieves to serial killers were buried there.
The worst are the vampires haphazardly interred there
without stakes pounded into their hearts
who crawl out of their graves when the park
gets dark and nightmarishly creepy
and suck the blood out of unwary park visitors who
doubt the dangers of the preternatural park.
One almost got me over a year ago, at first a hot seductive woman until her fangs emerged and almost sank into my neck.
The horror haunts me still. I wake up with the shakes from terrifying, fang-toothed nightmares.
A vampire exterminator I created in my laboratory,
Vampire Off Spray saved me.
And not to get commercial, but I sell Vampire Off Spray, twenty bucks a bottle plus shipping fees (tax included).
Bob Boyd