David Mchattie Poet Rhyme

The End of Times

There are Zombies in the graveyard, 
    wanting brains and being mean.
Looking for some people,
    their favorite cuisine.
I'm waiting for the earthquakes
    to tumble down my place.
Along with hail and brim stones
    to task the human race.
Deadly plagues and sordid famines
    are sure to be our lot.
With bugs the size of sparrows
    darn impossible to swat.
Our Planet's going to suffer 
    and pain will be our curse.
When Zombies join with Lawyers
    just to make a bad day even worse.

                  The End

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Kurt Ravidas April 8, 2019 at 4:16 AM I laughed out when I got to lawyers) I like you poetic stories. I don't know why but some of them remind me of Rudyard Kipling. Gonna read more) David Mchattie April 10, 2019 at 11:04 AM I've never read Kipling, I will give him a try. Have a great day.

Caren Krutsinger April 2, 2019 at 5:32 AM When Zombies and Lawyers unite. Wow. I can hardly wait. I am curious if this rhyming is a natural thing for you, it certainly seems to flawlessly come out of your brain perfectly. David Mchattie April 2, 2019 at 7:15 PM When I'm done, it looks so simple. But it does take a lot of work to get the words and the cadence down

Gershon Wolf April 1, 2019 at 4:06 PM Those last two lines really slay me. Nicely done: Nothing like a lawyer to make a bad day worse, I always say. (Actually, I know a few good ones, amazingly enough). At any rate: Touche! ~ gw David Mchattie April 3, 2019 at 5:03 PM They do get a bad rap.

Ojingiri Hannah April 1, 2019 at 2:52 AM Hmmn more like end of the world. I secretly like Zombies ....lol . I read all your poems and they are amazing. David Mchattie April 2, 2019 at 7:16 PM thank you so much.