The Final Battle

I feel the need to preface this. First of all, I don’t write poetry. I’ve never been even remotely decent at it but I sort of like the way part of this came out. It was written while sitting outside for about six hours while I was trying to come up with anything at all for Ariel’s Spuffy người hâm mộ fiction event. As far as rhyme scheme - let’s pretend it’s very, very free verse ;F Enjoy.

Dance Card

Came to town
To slay a Slayer
To please my Dark Princess
Cure her of her deathly ills
While on my newest conquest

A Slayer’s blood is rich and ripe
Just like the girl herself
Succulent and Sweet, ruby...