The Salvatore Boarding House
Stefan was sitting in the couch between two young women.
“You want to hear a secret?”
The women stared at him as if he was a god and they nodded.
“I’m actually not supposed to be here” Stefan said. “I’m supposed to go find my girlfriend who’s hooking up with my brother. But truth is, I’m emotionally too damaged to function right now. I have to recharge first”
He looked from one girl to the other. “So, what’s the deal with Du two? You’re some hot lesbian couple?”
“No, we’re friends” the woman on Stefan’s right side said.
“Hmm” Stefan said. “I think I prefer hot lesbian couple” He leaned backwards. “Please, kiss. Zeigen some love”
The women leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn to one another and their tongues connected with each other. Stefan leaned towards the woman on his left side and sank his fang into her neck. He put his hand on the right woman’s throat and squeezed it. He squeezed it so hard her head fell off and dropped on the ground.
“Oops” Stefan said, as the head rolled over the floor.
Stefan was sitting in the couch between two young women.
“You want to hear a secret?”
The women stared at him as if he was a god and they nodded.
“I’m actually not supposed to be here” Stefan said. “I’m supposed to go find my girlfriend who’s hooking up with my brother. But truth is, I’m emotionally too damaged to function right now. I have to recharge first”
He looked from one girl to the other. “So, what’s the deal with Du two? You’re some hot lesbian couple?”
“No, we’re friends” the woman on Stefan’s right side said.
“Hmm” Stefan said. “I think I prefer hot lesbian couple” He leaned backwards. “Please, kiss. Zeigen some love”
The women leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn to one another and their tongues connected with each other. Stefan leaned towards the woman on his left side and sank his fang into her neck. He put his hand on the right woman’s throat and squeezed it. He squeezed it so hard her head fell off and dropped on the ground.
“Oops” Stefan said, as the head rolled over the floor.
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles Von Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles Von Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
