Little Glim, So Very Grim Poem by Baden Ronie

Little Glim, So Very Grim

Rating: 5.0


Hear my words,
a tale i shall tell,
upon a whim,
i shall speak of little Glim,

Now little Glim,
did wonder hither and dither,
playing his merry zither.

All pale and white,
shining ever bright,
under this flawless midnight light.

A secret he held,
for little Glim,
really was rather Grim.

For a little girl,
was to pay a hight cost,
for being so lost.

Now do remember,
that i said little Glim,
was so very grim.

For little Glim,
sucked her blood,
it came in a flood.

He wanders hither and dither,
playing his merry zither,
a vampire he is,
definitely not a life giver,
now please do remember,
that little Glim,
really is very grim.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Monlano Kim 05 December 2008

Awesome! I like Glim.

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