When Lost Dont Be Found/Night of the Living Marathon Runner
She's screams running blindly into the night.
How much fun are first dates.
Slow down my sweet this love you cannot fight.
She's screams into this night like some demonic hound.
One word advice my dear.
When your lost dont be found.
She ran down to the lake but some jerk in a hockey
mask tried to snag her leg.
Please dont take shellter in that farm house.
The guy with the chainsaw isnt a late night lumberjack
my sweet please dont make me beg.
Ive herd the zombies are restless so avoid the grave yard.
Do you run marathons my dear?
I swear can we take a break why must you make things so
hard?
She finally stopped and struck a karate pose.
Twisted arond in the air and threw a thrust kick.
To a area only Dr Igors hand knows.
She took my arm and poped it outta socket.
I screamed like a little girl.
Really I was just playing take my car keys my wallet
and if ya hear something in the trunk dont
unlock it.
Fiends came to my rescue and what I say is no lie.
She made quick work of them all.
Got pair of plyers and made my werewolf more than cry.
To heck with you guys im taking this puppy to the
pound.
And sometimes when lost it's best not to
be found.
And in this lesson we learn its sucks to be hunted
but for me its was worse to be the hunter.
Thank God I survived.
The night of the living marathon runner
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