Dec 18, 2009 09:04
Fresh brains roasting on an Open fire,
Zombies chewing off your nose
It all began when they ate the whole choir.
They're even eating Eskimos.
Everybody knows a leg bone and someone's toes
Make a Zombie's season bright.
Tiny tots, with their eyes in a bowl,
Will find it hard to see tonight!
We know Zombie Santa's on his way;
He's eaten lots of boys and girls in his sleigh,
And every mother's child is going to spy
To see if Zombie reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm running to get out of here
Before the Zombies eat me too.
Although it's been said about the Undead,
If you don't run, they will feast on you.