A Zombie Holiday
“It’s the end of October time for vacation,”
said Mr. Graveyard Zombie, “it’s been a long duration
since we last went on a haunt across the nation,
and what should be our final destination?”
Replied Mrs. Zombie without any hesitation,
“I’m sure I know the perfect location;
back to the hood and haunt the next generation;
for it is they who gave us a life of vexation,
and this to be their consolation
for it’s we who are cursed with eternal damnation.”
October 25, 2017
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2017
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