Zombie tractor man
Rides back and forth
Through the open field
Looking for something.
Even at night
I see his lights
The moon shines on his plaid shirt
Then he runs into the pond
I watch the tractor lights sink
The noise succumbs to silent meditation
The zombie is gone.
Rides back and forth
Through the open field
Looking for something.
Even at night
I see his lights
The moon shines on his plaid shirt
Then he runs into the pond
I watch the tractor lights sink
The noise succumbs to silent meditation
The zombie is gone.
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