Literature
Zombies
Run run run,
With all your might,
But in the end,
Well win the fight.
We never tire,
We never sleep,
We are undead,
The living we reap.
It takes but one bite,
Then the job is done,
Soon youll turn,
And join our fun.
Were creeping in the alleys,
Were limping down the streets,
Always on the hunt,
For our bloody treats.
You ignored Romero,
But the bell now chimes,
And dont bother running,
For this is the end of times!
We are zombies,
You are the few,
Once youre bitten,
Youll become one too.