Sonnet I
Fri, 20 Mar 2009 at 02:18am
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Arise! O nightbound abomination!
Shamble forth and rend flesh from human bone!
A most foul, rotting aberration,
piercing the quiet calm with crunch and groan,
as by him limb from limb from limb is torn.
Glist'ning teeth and dangerous, gaping jaw,
you were to undeath by voodoo reborn.
Ravage! Ravage! From Thailand to Warsaw!
The slow, the weak, the wounded you consume
to cut off the head or destroy the brain,
the only way to avoid certain doom.
a creature unto god and man profane
beast unknown to fitch and abercrombie
wretched creature that man calls a zombie!
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burning_sands
2009-03-20
... a sonnet about zombies
this almost pwns the one about pong, but that one's just so classic. still, quality. XD
radtastic
2009-03-20
gotta say, that was pretty sweet.