Vlad

House Draculea
There is no question
One could say...

Bloody spills
And gory tales
Could not stay
The hand impales

Eating dinner
Never end
All those vanquished
Now descend
“Take them down
My dish complete
Soldiers lanced
Before my feet”

Thousands dead
To seed the land
Impale them all
And message send
In story more
Vlad does amend
And still live on
In dread of men