.2. Zombie Snacks Poem by David Threadgold

.2. Zombie Snacks

Rating: 5.0


Deep crimson liquid
The colour of blood
Dripped down the wall
Where a young man once stood

A zombie was munching
What looked like his feet
With eyeballs for afters
At the Halloween meet


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Linda Winchell 18 October 2008

I have tried all those muchies! But they all gave me gas! I think I need some Beano? Good one Sir David! Best, Linda

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