Little Henry Sweetspire
Looked over his burbling brew
“It seems really the sweetest
but wouldn’t it be neatest
if it had something extra, too?”

So Little Henry Sweetspire
Added some blood to the mix
Just three drops of his own
Three from an old crone
With three from a chicken to mix

Little Henry Sweetspire
Saw his brew a roaring success
It attracted the notice
Of a vampire named Otis
Who came in and made quite a mess

Now Little Henry Sweetpire
Adds blood to his every bake
Every day he gets it from town
While the townsfolk sadly renown
“To resist him would be a mistake”

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