Zombie Poetry I

Upon this world of rock and ruin
Hate and trouble often brewing
Few who live to love are left
Many follow hate in word and deed
And the rest are consumed by zombies

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1 Response to Zombie Poetry I

  1. Carolyn says:

    Stumbling through the city at night
    Giving victims quite a fright.
    Pale green skin and ratted shirt
    What I do to you will really hurt.
    Today’s the day that I will feed
    Give me Brains! That’s all i need!

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