I decided to write a poem for zombies, those lovable flesh eating corpses.
Ode to Zombies
The sun shone bright on my head.
It didn’t matter that I was dead.
People screamed and ran away.
But all I wanted to do was play.
Zombie tag is quite a thrill.
We shuffle along, going in for the kill.
We take your brain and wolf it down.
Then we all go and party down.
We get drunk and dance ‘til dawn.
And then all crash at Forest Lawn.
Everyone should get on the zombie train.
All it costs is a bit of brain.