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Twas the Night Before Easter

He knows if you are sleeping, He knows when you're awake, He knows if you've been bad or good. Zombie Jesus must be staked! So eat your crackers and wine, And think that you'll be saved, But that's not why he's here because Your brains are what he craves! He'll never stop his rampage. Not until he's fully fed, But nothing satisfies his hunger Like what rattles in your head. He's coming down the chimney. He's underneath your bed. You think you can outrun him, But soon you will be dead. So you better not whisper, You better not cry Cuz even a shot between his eyes Won't stop Zombie Jesus, tonight..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/14/2016 5:53:00 PM
WOW, Zombie Jesus.... linda
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Date: 6/13/2016 3:45:00 PM
ha, this is such a good poem. SKAT
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Date: 6/13/2016 11:52:00 AM
Nice write on Christianity theme.
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