Zombies.A Poem by Cameron MillerThey ran after me with their scrawny legs, They tore my best shirt next, I tried to imagine they didn't exist, So I tried to throw some punches with my fists But they did the same, and I broke my wrist, I squinted my eyes and saw more in the mist, I tried to throw more punches, But unfortunately...I missed, They grunted and groaned and hissed, The amount of things they did, I honestly could write a list.
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Added on March 10, 2018 Last Updated on March 10, 2018 Author
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