This Christmas

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This Christmas eve imagine my surprise
As I realized the giant present at the tree is mine
Lavishly wrapped, beautiful as can be
I opened it quickly, very anxious to see

I screamed and ran, needing to flee
Horrified by the gift I got today
Looking beside me I beheld my fear
My Zombie was following scarily near

Exhausted I stopped to meet my demise
Instead my Zombie's feet stopped beside mine
Terrified as I he was trying to see
Maybe I would show him the road to being free

The lights and carols and food all too much
Zombies don't eat roast and the lights are not for touch
There in his dark eyes I could believe what I finally found
As I, he hates this tradition; I shall surely keep him around

Scheming and planning every Christmas ahead
My Zombie and I kept ourselves well fed

We twisted and licked and dunked all Oreos in sight
Laughing 'cause no one will be able to sleep tonight

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