I think my dad is Dracula. I know that sounds insane, But listen for a moment and Allow me to explain.
We don't live in a castle, And we never sleep in caves. But, still, there's something weird About the way my dad behaves.
I never see him go out In the daytime when it's light. He sleeps all day till evening, Then he leaves the house at night.
He comes home in the morning Saying, "Man, I'm really dead!" He kisses us Goodnight, And then By sunrise he's in bed.
My mom heard my suspicion And she said, "You're not too swift. Your father's not a vampire. He just works the graveyard shift."
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