Zombies


There ain’t any zombie,
Alive or dead like me,
I feel so very lonely,
Being the only zombie.
***
Why don’t people like me,
Is it because I am a zombie?
Is it because I am smelly?
Or is it because I get hungry?
***
I will find everybody,
And turn them into a zombie,
That way I will not be,
The lonely zombie.

┬ęThe Pesky Poet

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