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Its the Zombies

Poetry By: Tarr
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Zombies


Submitted:Nov 25, 2012    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


These things are known as the walking dead,

To kill them, you have to shoot them in the head,

They are flesh eating zombies, and kill all day,

There is not a place, that you can stay,

You are not safe at any place you go,

Moving very fast, you have to leave the slow,

So gather your weapons and barricade your house,

Be so quiet, as quiet as a mouse,

For The dead will be here all to soon,

And no one is safe, NO ONE is immune.





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