Zombie Land |
Zombie Land |
Oh wonderful world of Zombie Land, where nothing ever gets done, by voyage across that great river of sand, to partake of heartache or fun. If you have a problem which plagues you on earth, that only brings grievance or pain, then visit the place that is filled with great mirth, so far from the land of the sane. This is a place where no one should go carrying suitcase or pack If anyone should prepare themselves so they may never want to come back. The cowboys are there with Indians too, and horses that fly through the air. The butterflies swim in the oceans of blue with mermaids so beautiful there. Where dragons fly from their caves at night to capture young princesses fair; to carry away in such perilous flight Their quarry with jewels so rare. But princes by day come to steal them away by their own lives to defend; with swords unsheathed, to the dragon's dismay, as he meets his untimely end. Would you inch along on a narrow ridge with venomous vipers below? Would you hang from a thread beneath a great bridge, while perilous winds start to blow? Or would you find love on a far away isle, with tropical fruits there so fine with palm trees and beaches, mile after mile, and dinners with candles and wine? Would you dreamily float through the air, and drift through a cloud on a breeze , abandoning strife and all of your cares... til I tickle your nose... and you sneeze! Steve Hodgin Copyright 1996 |
