04-28-2012, 02:40 PM
Here's a fun little random poem. Just let it flow right out haha.
People are dead,
What do you do?
This is the war after World War II,
Dead rising from the ground.
Newspapers flutter 'round.
ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES!
BRAINS! BRAINS! BRAINS!
While one vegan zombie yells
GRAINS! GRAINS! GRAINS!
People are dead,
What do you do?
This is the war after World War II,
Dead rising from the ground.
Newspapers flutter 'round.
ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES!
BRAINS! BRAINS! BRAINS!
While one vegan zombie yells
GRAINS! GRAINS! GRAINS!