Vampires: need not apply.
Why do you so refine your mouth from trash to snob, when you're really a sham. In you I see fake and forgo yourself, But you grace our threshold with eyes that look to find a way to suck; Forced out of a gentle spinster hands: you never change. Under that address you are trash and valueless. You have more than you need, yet thrown you coins against the drain and show you friendless palm: Away! Break off this carping bullshit. Shut the door behind your relentless device: That mammoth lustful sloth and a voice so squeezed in corseted accord And I leave, exeunt stage left to a lofty height. Take you bag of bones and stash of coins hence you witch, Begone on your broom to be burnt by the sun as you are taught a lesson much too late. Take the mismatched pooch and swap it quick!