Zombies Don’t Trick or Treat - A killer poem - and a Killer giveaway from Rusty Fischer(DONE)

"Zombies Don't Trick or Treat"
A poem of epic zombie proportions by Rusty Fishcer

The zombies were out

For a fun, festive night;

They were goblins and ghouls

And witches in sight.

Over there was a demon

His legs warm as toast;

Down that street’s a pumpkin

Down that one’s a ghost.

No, it wasn’t Armageddon

Or a monster’s pot luck;

It was the one mortal night

That didn’t quite… suck!

That’s right, little ghosties

It was… Halloween;

The creepiest, crawliest

Living dead scene!

Poor Chester was frightened

He was new to this town;

And ever since dying

Poor Chester’d been down.

He wasn’t quite used

To being undead;

If he had his way

He’d be living… instead.

His friends liked being zombies

They found it quite cool;

But all Chester felt

Was like one giant fool!

He hated his hairdo

He hated his skin;

He hated the fact

That he could no longer grin.

His legs they were stiff

His arms were quite chilly;

And stumbling around

Just made Chester feel… silly.

Tonight might be different

Poor Chester agreed;

As he watched other kids

Look as foolish as he.

For each one looked goofy

For each one looked grim;

For each one looked not

Quite much better than… him!

“But where are they going?

He asked of a bud;

Who looked at him like

He had the IQ of a spud.

“They’re all trick or treating,”

Was the answer he gave;

“Or have you forgotten,

Since you rose from the grave?”

“I seem to recall,”

Little Chester did say;

“Of begging for candy

On Halloween day.”

“Let’s give it a try,”

His buddy made it sound like a synch;

“Chocolate’s not as good as brains

But it’ll do in a pinch.”

Chester shrugged

And followed his friend;

As they shuffled and groaned

Up the long driveway’s end.

The lawn was festooned

With orange and black;

The setting quite ripe

For a zombie attack!

The young man who stood

At his cozy front door;

Thought the zombies on his porch

Wore costumes; nothing more.

He smiled,

They shuffled;

He sniffed

And he snuffled.

“I quite love your costumes,”

He said with a smile.

“But your breath I smelled coming

For more than a mile!”

When the man tried to offer

A bowl full of candy;

All Chester could smell

Was his brain oh-so-dandy.

He reached for the bowl

But dropped it instead;

And as the man bent to catch it

Clamped onto his head.

“But why?” asked the man

Squealing in pain;

“Why bother with candy,” Chester said

“When my treat is… your brain!”

OKAY....THAT was mondo awesome....you can't say it wasn't! And look at the scary dude who wrote it...

EEEeeeekkkk!!!

Imagine waking up to find that in your email? lolz

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***Wasn't that great? And spooky ooky?!! I mean EEK EEK EEK!!! ~~ Rusty has been kind enough to offer a giveaway exclusively to Parnanormal Wastelands of his awesome zombie book, "Zombies Don't Cry" !! And we can't be more excited!!


Zombies Don’t Cry

In the sleepy small town of Barracuda Bay, Maddy Swift leads the life of a fairly typical teenager, but while attending a party one night, Maddy is struck by lightning and awakens to realize she has been reanimated and turned into a zombie. While becoming acquainted with her new "lifestyle," Maddy stumbles upon two unexpected undead chaperones, fellow students Dane and Chloe, who begin to teach her the ways of zombie life, including defending the populace from Zerkers—the bad zombies. Together, on prom night, the three teens must ultimately defend Barracuda Bay High from an all-out zombie Armageddon.

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