She was a real tasty candy apple treat
Loved by all the men she’d often meet
Subtly sexy and radiating desire
Just what every man sought, wanted, and required
But there was a secret which she kept hidden
Something about her, so temptingly forbidden
One nip from her and they’d finally understand
Vampires always have the upper hand
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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The town of Milmonyville
Was such a curious place
Lined with quaint shops
Filled with wares of fine taste
It was like stepping back in time
As you walked down the street
And men would tip their hats
To every woman that they’d greet
Most thought it rather odd
That the people were so welcoming
And many would never go back
Because they found it so unsettling
It was almost as if the town
Was too perfect in some regards
Everything was polished and sparkling
Something you couldn’t disregard
And that old town of Milmonyville
Is still a mystery even today
Especially after heaps of bodies
Were found floating in their pristine bay
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The mystery of Milmonyville
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