Zombies
Zombies will come
They will attack humans
I will try to defend my house
or die
Mangled people
they will never give up
deformed people crawling at you
you'll die
They're here
get in the truck
go to canadian tire fast
grab all of the biggest weapons
then hide
They came
Sam drives the truck
Brennan loads all the guns
I supply the food and water
We leave
My inspiration for this poem was my dream of the zombie apocalypse
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