Folks love to be scared by the vampire
The chill that sends shakes up the spine
The thrill when it shows its bloodthirsty fangs
Except – when it happens online
The vampires of old were all fiction
Invented to give us a thrill
There’s a swarm now on Facebook however
All too real – and primed up to kill
Of course there’s a coven of bridezillas
All clones of each other for sure
“Michelle”/”Debbie”/”Sharon”/ and others
Just some of what victims endure
Devil's spawn Batty style
They have made up their own special Renfield
“John Harris”/”Jack Schitt” and the like
With a diet of sewage and ordure
And fake profiles all ready to strike
They spawn a procession of fakies galore
Like maggots infesting remains
They make up defamatory pages
Spewed from their diseased and warped brains
“Just call me/us Sybil“
"We recon (sic) we are not Muslim woman (sic)"
Vampires steal the souls of their victims
But Battys like pics and IDs
These nutjobs rip photos and details
Send death threats, menace kids and families
They scream that they don’t get a platform
To excrete their vile racism upon
As they trample on all of their targets
With psychotic lies, threats and so on
Vampire lore tells us of a legend
That vampires cannot come in
Unless you invite them to cross the threshold
And do nothing as they commit sin
“I have no need to go to Australia”
Said Bin Laden before he was shot
“The Battys do all my work for me
They’re terrorists, their targets are not”
So let’s all shut the door on these Facebook undead
These traitorous bloodsucking scum
Batty, “Harris”, their harpies and all of their kind
Their downfall will soon enough come
