Poem about an evil, sinister woman.

Image by Jennie Faber via Flickr

Blood drips from her open mouth

Eyes glow an eery green

Fingernails are long, sharp, and deadly red

Her hair is twisty and dark brown

And then there are the two piercing teeth

There is no time to react

Just time to say a quick prayer

And die

The victim’s eyes close

Two marks on the neck

Ah, a good night for the one they call

The Huntress of the Dark

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