Mid-night Lunch

Mid-night Lunch

A Poem by Dave Brown

Having friends over



Vladimir vampire invited ghoul friends over

For a spot of mid-night lunch

What would titillate their taste buds

He had a pretty good hunch

He had set his table with sweet Linda Gabel

And all of her, they were to munch

Her legs, her arms and all her charms

Gobbling down, the whole yummy bunch


But just one body wouldn’t quite do             

For this discriminating host

He was to serve a second one too

With a lovely large rump roast


The cook had toiled before it spoiled

Even baking a foot in a shoe

Topping all off with a bald skull, that

Had eyeballs attached with goo glue


They cracked the skull and consumed it all

There was nothing that remained

Then where cook had hung the aortas

Into wine glasses, they were all drained   

All ended so sweet, when they put up their feet

No guest was heard to complain

And as they returned to their tombs

All agreed to do very same again soon



© 2019 Dave Brown

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Well, I tell ya--I'm gonna wear five pounds of garlic, not just around my neck, but all over my body! Those goulie guys ain't gettin' my aortas! Ouch! It hurts to walk with garlic in my socks. You're in fine form, Mr. Dave.

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Dave Brown

1 Week Ago

Thanks Samuel
I'm going out weeding/fence building but when I get back I'll be lookin for tha.. read more
When dining with cannibals, I understand the best course is to use a lot of sauce and don't ask for seconds.

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Dave Brown

1 Week Ago

Was that dining on, or dining with?
Whichever, I'm sure you are quite right about a good (alc.. read more

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Added on October 12, 2019
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Dave Brown
Dave Brown

gabriola island, BC - British Columbia, Canada

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