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# Trip to Dracula's Castle
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> _© 2003 Noah Petherbridge_ ‒ May 19, 2002
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> I wrote this poem after waking up from a dream, in which a poem _very similar_
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> to this one was being read by a narrator, as if in a movie. The dream was making
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> up the lyrics to an insanely creative poem off the top of its head, and this was
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> my attempt to write it down.
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On a trip to old Drac’s castle,<br>
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My team’s struck with grief and hassle.<br>
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It was late in the months of fall,<br>
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It seemed like the coldest month of all.
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As we neared the castle, we saw in a tree,<br>
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Several black bats, about twenty-three.<br>
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A strong icy wind blew just now,<br>
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And the cold hit us just like a plow.
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The bats dropped from the tree in a blur of black,<br>
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My team was frightened and stepped quickly back.<br>
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As I started to run, I heard a scream so high,<br>
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And as I looked back, I saw a man so nigh.
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Lying down by the gate was a smelly old bum,<br>
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He is just awakening, and he smells like rum.<br>
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He was screaming for help, I couldn’t refuse,<br>
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I slowly approached him, he fell to my shoes.
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He picked himself up, still screaming for help,<br>
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He was so unclear, it was a pitiful whelp.<br>
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With a deafening scream, something emerged from the castle,<br>
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It was the spirit of Prince Vlad, and his image struck hassle.
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The bum and I, we commenced to flee,<br>
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And Vlad looked angry, staring at me.<br>
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I told the bum to continue on his own,<br>
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And I turned around, and faced Vlad alone.
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Vlad’s eyes were beet red, and badly bloodshot,<br>
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He was building with fury, and quickly getting hot.<br>
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I knew I should run, but I was curious to see more,<br>
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Until Vlad left the castle, slamming the door.
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At that point I paused, then I started to run,<br>
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If I had stayed here, it wouldn’t be fun.<br>
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I turned away, then hurried down the path,<br>
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Such an evil nature that Prince Vlad hath.
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Quickly enough, he was out of my sight,<br>
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I was running so fast, I could’ve took flight.<br>
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But I survived okay, and filled with hassle...<br>
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And that was my trip to Dracula’s Castle.
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