Vampire

Vampire

On Friday the 13th,
when dusk fell,
the vampire got out
of the coffin
it was sleeping in,
put on lipstick,
rouge and mascara
and pinned a
deep red rose on
its three piece suit…

Before getting out
of the dungeon
where it lived,
it carefully filed
it’s canine teeth
to a silver shine
and walked into the night
for a bite of tender neck…

At the same time,
the old hooker
in her made up charm
was waiting in the alley
to catch some hot dick
and fetch her dinner,
though she was
HIV positive…

Not to say more,
they met each other.
The hooker got a hot dick
and the vampire got
a tender neck…

One doubt remained.
Are vampires prone to HIV?