All the vampires in town seems to think
They can park their unused reflections with me,
Crowding my mirror so I when I try to shave
I can hardly see my own face among
Those of the vampires all glittery-eyed,
Hoping this will be the morning
When my razor finally slips. Also, vampires
Are up all night and seem to think I like
Phone calls at 2 AM asking me to go check
Whether there's something caught in Nosferatu's teeth
Or if Vlad's hair looks better parted on the left.
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