A young vampire named Mable existed,
Her cycles were remarkably consistent,
With each full moon’s rise,
Out came her spoon with surprise,
And she sipped until she was inebriated.
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A young vampire named Mable existed,
Her cycles were remarkably consistent,
With each full moon’s rise,
Out came her spoon with surprise,
And she sipped until she was inebriated.
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