Have You Seen Them?
How you missed them, I don’t know.
Slip a sock over your toe.
Your big toe–both so you know?
Then I would get on the go.
The zombies are ’neath your couch.
Like a baby in a pouch.
Better to not at all slouch.
Get off of the freakin’ couch!
They are coming to get you.
They’re covered in filthy goo.
Horrible smelling, like poo.
Do not get stuck in some glue!
May already be too late.
The zombies have sealed your fate.
Don’t go try to set a date.
You’ll be one of them soon, mate.
“Horrible smelling, like poo.” Exactly why I am terrified of them!