Witty poem about some fun loving Zombies.

It was a night of Zombie magic.

It was a night of Zombie glee.

It was a night of Zombie pleasure.

It was a night for Zombies to be free.

The Zombies came together.

They were ready to party all night.

But first they wanted to have

An after dinner delight.

They crashed a mom and pop diner.

They ate some chicken bones.

They also ate some juicy, raw meat

As they listened to the Rolling Stones.

The Zombies danced around the park.

It was a strange sight to behold.

They did the funky chicken dance

Before they hit the road.

Somewhere out there in Zombie Land,

The Zombies are hunkering down.

If you hear the screams and rattling,

Then you’re hearing the Zombie sound.

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