Friday, October 29, 2010
HAPPY ESSIE HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY
But hark! What’s this I see?
Its a horde of zombie and they’re coming for me!
Oh no, I cried, that’s scary, that’s no fun!
Lucky for me I put up a turret gun!
So off to the roof I stormed with fear and alarm
With lots of grenades to keep me from harm
They moaned, they groaned, they dragged their feet
The horde of zombies and my neighbour named Pete
Pete was bitten, oh – Pete was undead!
I cried a tear and shot him in the head
All Hallow’s Eve I defended my house
I told him zombies were real and he should have listened
By morning I was tired, my ammo was low
The zombies kept coming even though they were slow
Luckily as the sun rose and my arms had grown numb
I saw the glint of tanks – the army had come!
They blasted the zombies with nary a thought,
Oh, golly, that’s the type of tank I should have bought!
Safe and sound now, my life is still in tact
But zombies are real, children, and that’s a fact.