In the quaint town of Salem’s Lot, a story does begin,
Of writer Ben Mears, confronting a childhood sin.
He returns to his past, to a place once known,
Where the Marsten House, an eerie mansion, has grown.
A vampire named Barlow, in the house does dwell,
Casting on the town a terrifying spell.
The townsfolk, in darkness, lose their way,
As one by one, into the undead they fray.
Ben Mears and others, brave and true,
Stand against the horror, their courage anew.
They fight for their town, against the night,
In King’s “Salem’s Lot”, a tale of fright.
The characters are vivid, their fear is real,
King’s narrative prowess is quite the deal.
The suspense is gripping, the horror profound,
In this classic tale, where dread is found.
So read it in daylight or under the moon’s glow,
But beware of the shadows that lurk below.
For in Salem’s Lot, you’ll find it’s true,
That vampires may be watching you.
Of writer Ben Mears, confronting a childhood sin.
He returns to his past, to a place once known,
Where the Marsten House, an eerie mansion, has grown.
A vampire named Barlow, in the house does dwell,
Casting on the town a terrifying spell.
The townsfolk, in darkness, lose their way,
As one by one, into the undead they fray.
Ben Mears and others, brave and true,
Stand against the horror, their courage anew.
They fight for their town, against the night,
In King’s “Salem’s Lot”, a tale of fright.
The characters are vivid, their fear is real,
King’s narrative prowess is quite the deal.
The suspense is gripping, the horror profound,
In this classic tale, where dread is found.
So read it in daylight or under the moon’s glow,
But beware of the shadows that lurk below.
For in Salem’s Lot, you’ll find it’s true,
That vampires may be watching you.

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