Sunday, March 22, 2009


Eating ice cream
After a good zombie bash.
"You've got red on you."

Huddled near a corpse.
The Smiths eat their dinner. BRAINS!
The other white meat.

Soft sobs in the night.
Shadow of her former self.
Bill startled the Witch!

Eighty yards away.
I have a rifle, they're slow.
Thanks, George Romero!

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