She got bit yesterday For a day it was ok She washed it up and put on a Hello Kitty band aid But I wish she would have gotten a doctor and paid Because sometimes you need to spend some cold hard cash Or you will slowly turn to ash As she is doing right now She smells real bad, worse than a sick cow Her pink skin is blue and deep red now As she is rotting like all dead things do While mother nature slowly turns them to goo I love her lots But her body still rots I will stay with her till the end Will she bite me, I wonder not if but when I miss her tender love But with her condition I wouldn't touch her with a glove!
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
I was watching The Gong Show and this zombie woman was doing a hula hoop act.