Poetry

Thursday, 2 November 2023

Zombie Dinosaur

 Don't you come back from the dead

You fossil stay down 

Where you have your bed

Don't come back from the forest floor

Zombie Dinosaur


Yes I know you were buried in the mud

And the silt it covered your skin

And your flesh was frozen turned to stone

And your body was placed in the bin


But there is still some spirit from long ago

That fester way down in the swamps

Where mini monsters eat themselves

And rise up like jellified lumps


If you were me then what would you say?

Oh uhhuh come back and have fun

But No my friend Zombie Dinosaur

Down there is your home, the only one


We don't want you to walk the streets and pester

The good human beings

Although we're having trouble now

It's a bubble now a sacred cow

And it will burst as soon as life moves on


But I am a Zombie Dinosaur I need life

And sustenance

Don't bar me from my second coming

On this sweet earth, you know I once was number one


But the world moves on my friend with jaws

My many betoothed beastie

And you don't simply come rampaging

Helping yourself everytime you get a little feasty


Don't lock me out, don't shut me down

Block me or deny me

My day will come when I'm in the sun

And none shall supervise me


I shall be free to skip in the fields

And dance and play and come

Back over the barrows

Of the dead elves

And leave the dwarves to the shadows

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