
More Zombie Haiku
Horror, Humour and Poem
I can see no more
sents drift across in the dark
smells like food to me
My mouth starts to water
making already lose teeth loser
It's a risk I'll take
Stumbling forward slowly
Bitting down I hear a crack
Nuts, Skull is to hard
My teeth drop to floor
As I moan in pain, disgust
Bugger got away

