Motley Crew of Corpses
One Summer night, just around dawn
A Motley Crew came to town
But there was something that filled with dread
They were all very dead.
The folk scattered to all sides
Escaping dead of all kinds
Skeletons and Zombies too
Some jokingly howling "Booo".
And so madness has begun
"Scaring people is so fun!"
"We will get you very soon!"
Roared the monsters to the tune
Of screams and chaos all around
This small and usually tranquil town.
With each bite their numbers grew
That's recruitment for this Crew
People hid, where they could
Be it house or shack of wood
Makeshift weapons were made in haste
No deadly object thrown to waste
Every owner of a gun
Got a chance of crazy fun
Those that were too scared to fight
Begged the others with all might
"Someone call an exorcist!"
"No, an army! I insist!"
But the army wasn't worried
The town just had to be buried
So they sent their pilot ace
Who flew over and bombed the place.
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