Vampire Envy

Pi(e) is the luckiest

immortal—

neither stake
     (and, no, not a knife)
nor blessed Bullet
     (not even cherry
      ones disguised
      as a bloody blended shake)
nor sunlight
     (or ovens set at
      400 degrees)
nor garlic
     (that tantalizing bulb
      just adds
      to the flavor)

nothing
     (can remove appeal
      can overbake)
can
terminate

All-You-Can-Eat Pi(e) Day

Here is the prompt for Day Eight (copied from Writer's Digest):

For today’s prompt, write a lucky number poem. Some people have lucky numbers, some don’t. Wherever you fall on the lucky number spectrum, you can still write a poem about the phenomenon of lucky numbers and/or luck in general.

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