“I’ll tell you tale of vampirates,
A tale as old as true.
Yea,ll sing you a song of an ancient ship
Thats sails the ocean blue- that haunts
the ocean blue.
The vampirate’s ship has tattered sails
That flap like wings in flight.
They say that the captain, he wears a veil,
So as to curtail your fright
At his death-pale skin
And his lifeless eyes
And his teeth as sharp as night.
Oh, they say that the captain, he wears a veil
And his eyes never see the light.
You’d better be good, child- good as gold,
As good as good can be.
Else I’ll turn you in to the vampirates
And wave you out to sea.
Yes, you’d better be good, child, good as gold,
Can you see?
There’s a dark ship in the harbor tonight
and there’s plenty of room for thee!
Well, if pirates are bad,
And vampires are worse,
Than I pray that as long as I be
That though I sing of Vampirtes
I never one shall see.
Yea, if pirates are danger,
And vampires are death.
I’ll extend my prayer for thee –
that shall never see a vampirate.”
Vampirates (boek) – Justin Somper