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The Zombie© Paige Sharp
Indulging the gift that was given to him,
The zombie bites deeper for the meat within.
The torn-appart flesh is now covered in blood;
The undead man finishes his cud.
Roaming freely may be good and nice,
But to the sinned man, it's considered a vice.
Ge grunts deeper, he's hungry again;
You could tell from his face that he was not sane.
Stalking his shadows, confused and surprised,
From what he's been told; it was all lies.
He is unique but unpleasantly dead;
From the bottom of his toes to the top of his head.
The church bells ring once, he's now frightened.
And he realises it's them; the enlightened.
From his every own past that he did not share,
He does not think that he was cared.
Morning rises slowly as a snail,
The zombie finishes his ever-growing tale.
Hr falls into his grave, before sunlight hits him.
A rusty creak comes from each limb