Victor Vossel’s Vilthy Vessels

Victor Vossel was a vintor,

His vineyard was victorious.

From Virginia to Vermont, 

His vats were vast,

Never vying for lesser vines.

From vegetables to veal,

His variety was viable.

Until from Vanderville came to visit,

A vampire called Vlad.

His Vermouth was voracious,

And his Verduzo was vile.

His vintage was less than venerable,

The villagers never voted for it.

So, Vladamir unleashed a villainous vermin,

Upon Victor’s entire volume.

With the venin unleashed his value vanished.

Old Victor was vexed, vulnerable,

A volatile vagrant in his own vestibule.

Should he veer from his vocation?

The vision left Victor veeming!

For he was valiant in his own view.

Not a vagrant nor one for vengeance.

So, he vanished from the vision.

Vowing to vole ol’ Vladimir,

And again filled his vessels full of vin.