Undead Fred (More of A Silly Poem)

Zombies were once people. ;-)

Once there was a man named Fred,

His flesh was rotten,

He was no longer alive, for he was dead,

I believe that his tattered shirt was cotton .

You might see him slowly walking,

Be careful, he might be after you,

You should really runic you see him stalking,

Because you are on his menu too.

Most of his teeth have started to fall out,

A lot of his bones are showing,

If you see him don't give a shout,

His hunger for you is slowly growing.

Fred cannot remember much,

He also can't feel pain,

His life mainly revolves around finding lunch,

(He quite likes brains)

Here is something that you probably should know,

This part truly is the worst,

 But its the plain truth about Fred,

If he starts following you and will not go,

Simply shoot him in the head, and it will burst,

And he will once again be dead.