Jealous that I did not think of limricks, I have hastily belted out a 
series of seven haiku's.  Ha!  Let's see you go for a cheaper gimmick 
than this.

Lonesome Knight Haiku
by Mary Kroll


Nick Knight is horny
Alone in his loft he strokes
His hard vampire cock

He dreams of smooth skin
Another's skillful fingers 
To punch his munchkin

Thin deft fingers would
Keep him as hard as Chinese
Algebra all night

Goosebumps on his skin
As his vision drops to its
Knees, lips and tongue moist

If only he could
Feel that familiar mouth on
His wedding tackle

Any friendly mouth 
Would surpass the chafing feel
Of over-worked hands

Nick Knight is horny
He will find no succor, if only
He had baby oil