The laying down of the zombie
A quiet and dismal movement
The zombies lie in my garden of potatoes
They seem to love to lie there
Try that they may to listen to the potatoes
The potatoes and the zombies have a bond
A bond that is growing day by day
The corn is jealous of their nature.
A quiet and dismal movement
The zombies lie in my garden of potatoes
They seem to love to lie there
Try that they may to listen to the potatoes
The potatoes and the zombies have a bond
A bond that is growing day by day
The corn is jealous of their nature.
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