An ode to the zombie.

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A mangled mess of flesh,

Alas, he was nicer when he was fresh.

His teeth are yellow, his breath far from mellow,

and all he does is make a bunch of groans.

He’s not that smart, he’s falling apart,

Little bits of brains and meat and bones.

(image source: by CameronHarperArt on deviant art)

An ode to the zombie. | Ecency