In the night so dark and dreary

A zombie roamed, so weak and weary

With tattered clothes and rotting skin

He shambled on

With no end to his sin

Then he heard a hoot so loud

It made him stop and look around

And there upon a leafless tree

A scary owl stared down at he

Its eyes so piercing

Black as coal

Its feathers rustled, cold and old

The zombie felt a shiver run

As the owl hooted, “You’re never done.” 

For even in undeath’s embrace

The zombie could not escape his fate

But still, he walked, night after night 

Haunted by the owl’s warning plight 

And so, they both continued on 

The zombie and the scary owl 

A never-ending, eerie song 

Of death and darkness, with no cowl 

Blessings and Love! 

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