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The Dude

Poetry By: mave
Poetry


Tags: Deah, Zombies


death, humor, zombies


Submitted:May 19, 2008    Reads: 96    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


The Dude
 
 
The night was dark and stormy
The candles were glowing
Upon the bed he lay his head.
 
One dark and dreary morning
The clock struck six.
Upon the bed the dead due lay
 
One dark and scary evening
while others were eating
up he rose, the dead dude Mr. Close.




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