Run for you life!
you'll be eaten alive
run run run
or your life is done
they don't care
they'll even eat your hair
don't try to smile
your dead in awhile
they do not have a brain
they're all insane
I do not lie
you will die....
I take it you'll be on the zombie march through London next week - running for your life! ! ! Clair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Man, you really captured the true identity of a cannibal here. GOOD JOB!