Little zombie, you think you’re stylish?
Blood drippin’ down your shirt.
With your herky-jerky, lumbering lurch.
Ain’t ‘gonna get us, we’re on alert.
Little zombie, right next door,
Tearing through their chain link fencing.
Banging down the neighbor’s entry.
Your inhuman strength is oh-so frightening!
Little zombie, you’re so scary.
Are those brains, gray and mushy,
Spilled upon your dirty feet?
Don’t look now, your toes are squishing.
What yellow fangs you’re a baring.
Gaping mouth, you’re getting anxious.
Baseball bats don’t knock you down.
We’ll have to raid the gun collection.
See my boy, he’s packing heat.
He’ll use his gun to make you dead.
To his shoulder, butt stock goes,
Oh little zombie, where’s your head?
* * *
Caveat – You should never point any weapon at any person
– living or undead –
and should use a weapon on a zombie
only when absolutely necessary.
8 responses to “Little Zombie”
Fun! Happy Halloween, Karen 🎃👻🤡🧟♀️🧙♀️😈
Thanks, Karoline. Happy Halloween to you.
Am liking that one. Fun. Love, Paulie.
Thanks, Paulie – I see you shared to your FB – I appreciate that! Love, C.K.
It’s your Halloween Classic! 🧡👻🎃
I have another one (the poem I wrote in grade school) but I think I may have posted that last year.
OOoooh, naughty, naughty little zombie! And your “Zombie Eyes” are fantastic.
Thanks. The Zombie Eyes took me about ten minutes – YouTube rocks!