Perhaps The Finest Sonnet You'll Ever Read About The Zombie Apocalypse

[The Fluffy Assassin]

Apocalyptic zombie days have come

The living dead are always hard to beat

Don't hide downstairs 'cause that would just be dumb

They're walking very slowly up your street

The zombies want your brain so come across

You prob'ly never think much anyway

I think they want to use it for lacrosse

Or maybe they'd prefer cerveau flambe

You only have to shoot them in the head

To send the weasels back to sleep in dirt

It makes no sense since they're already dead

But what's the diff'rence? Who's it really hurt?

The zombies make a comeback now and then

And we just have to kick their butts again

[kareng]

That's soo, sniff, beautiful! Sniff, I have tears in my eyes!

I really love the way you wove lacorsse in there as yesterday was the official first " jamboree" games for my boys.

[The Fluffy Assassin]

That's soo, sniff, beautiful! Sniff, I have tears in my eyes!

I really love the way you wove lacorsse in there as yesterday was the official first " jamboree" games for my boys.

It was either that or "my friend Ross," and I wasn't sure he'd like it, nor if he'd fit the meter.

Thanks! (I accept the tongue-in-cheek ones, too.)