Wednesday’s Zombie Poetry

There once was a girl with a free minute.
“to the mall!”, she did regret it.
Dead eyes did roam,
Latte’s with foam,
Next time she’ll not repeat it.

So yeah, I went to the mall. In case of zombie apocalypse, don’t go to a mall for protection. Open spaces, too much glass, not enough necessities. Indeed: Fuel-Air every mall you can. …but raid Hot Topic, first. ;). Even during The Reign of Zack, one must have Superman t-shirts, plastic bracelets, and pirate panties.

Stay smart. Stay safe. Stay non-zombie.


(a little sidewalk chalk art to brighten your day.).

:). Cheers!


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