A lonely bat without a care
Slowly grows long black hair
Wings change into legs and arms
Don't be fooled by her charms
Lips and nails of red
Be careful you'll end up dead
She walks the street with a need
On some man she will feed
A dashing gent leaves the bar
Slowly walking to his car
She asks him for a light
Though no cigarettes in sight
He bend's ever so near
She gently kisses his ear
Into his eyes she looks deeply
He begins to feel sleepy
Into his neck her fangs do bite
He is no longer alive tonight
By Anne-marie Cockburn
