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A Bloody Feast
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Halloween Zombies sit in the cemetary
Just across the street,
The are all sitting down
Ready for a bloody feast.
They wait for children
To hurriedly walk by,
So they can jump out at them
They wait there, acting sly.
The children remember stories
Being told from so long ago,
About how the zombies would eat children
And chase them, to and fro.
The zombies grow inpatient
Waiting for children to come,
Decide to go out looking for them
They don't know where their first meal would come from.
They drag their feet along the pavement
Moan and groan out loud,
Their stomachs are rumbling for food
They will eat tonight, somehow.
The children are all hiding
They won't come out to play,
After hearing the stories over the years
About zombies, taking lives away.
The zombies go back to the cemetary
They have themselves a tasty treat,
By digging up freshly buried corpses
They've looked forward, to this bloody feast.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.29/2006
