ZOMBIE SNOWMEN

The zombie snowmen are coming.

They’re rolling over the hill.

With a frosty disposition,

Their approach brings a chill.

It happened just after sundown,

When the zombie snowmen were born.

Their hideous half melted bodies,

Took on a ghastly ghoulish form.

Their bodies are misshapen.

Their skin melted away.

A day of sunny warm weather,

And the snowmen started to decay.

Their eyes are frozen over,

If they have eyes at all.

Their heads were shrinking,

And getting rather small.

Their mouths are open in a silent scream.

Their smiles have fallen out.

Where once carrot noses protruded,

Icicles now grow and sprout.

You need heat to defeat a zombie snowman.

It’s the only plan that’s sound.

If you bring the heat,

They’ll puddle up on the ground.

The zombie snowmen are coming.

They’re ready to attack.

Be careful they don’t get to you,

Or you’ll end up a frozen snack.

Michael D. Schafer

© November 25, 2016