Getting a Whiff of Sunflower Zombie
Sunflower Zombie is here the corn told the pigs and the fence
They strained to look, wondering about her fashion sense
Bet she’ll be wearing a feathered boa, an old sow said
Bet she’ll be green and ghoulish, after all, she is quite dead.
This was stated by a bull who had been nearby chewing cud.
Don’t mind him, said the fence to the others. He is quite the dud.
Sunflower Zombie sauntered over to give them a little whiff.
She is sure pungent! Said the corn after getting a sniff.
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