The Old Vampires

They don't fly well and now their legs hobble.
They're getting older and their fangs wobble.

They reminisce about the "good old nights"
when life was marvelous and full of bites.

They miss the evenings at lovely beaches
when people called them bloodsucking leeches.

Gone are the nights of picnics in the park
and delicious treats strolling through the dark.

They had given up hope and felt quite sad;
then one day they saw an interesting ad.

A product designed for a second chance;
the firmest of fangs with dental implants.

They no longer go meekly through the night;
with their strength renewed they cause quite a fright.

Now late night people are a nervous wreck.
Vampires again are a pain in the neck.

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