Earth Worms
Earth Worms
Rotted, eating flesh disease wound,
the day of the dead rises well before noon.
Open caskets, hatched maggots pour from their skin,
jaundiced eyes, yellow spines let the feeding begin
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Alive but not breathing these hunters of men,
look at these monsters just drenched in sin!
Together, we must fight together or we'll never win,
Zombies these damn Zombies coming out of the earth again.
bmdavey@
02/19/16
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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