The Zombie met my mother.

He was really quite polite.

He asked if he could wash the dishes.

It was a funny sight.

The Zombie gave it his best shot,

But then his hand fell into the suds.

When it comes to washing dishes,

A Zombie’s a real dud.

We managed to find his hand,

But a couple fingers detached.

The Zombie just shrugged and shook his head

And decided to take a bath.

The Zombie enjoyed the bath water.

It felt so soothing to him.

And the best part of all,

He didn’t lose a limb.

After the bath, the Zombie said,

“I’ll see you again sometime.

But I have a hot date this evening,

With a girl named Alberta Slime.”

We waved goodbye to the Zombie.

He walked slowly out the door.

He smile as he left us

With teeth that were no more.