Memoirs Of A Zombie

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: September 13, 2012

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Submitted: September 13, 2012



Once alive

now cellmate with the living dead.

A body that was trying to keep fit

is now just muscles struggling to move quick.

Give me some liver,feed me a brain

if I don't taste some blood I'll definitely go insane.

The Night,the Day and the Dawn of the Dead

is nothing compared to the Hell I'll wake

if I get out of bed.

My left arm is missing

I see my guts spilling out,face all covered in blood.

I think one eye is missing too-Dennis must have ate it for lunch.

A day's walk for two or three miles

living dead ain't easy

most of us will end up in giant body piles.

Have a drink on me brother

tomorrow i might eat you too

I may be freakin' disgusting but although dead I live more happily

than the people I would cook in a stew.

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