Poetry-zombie creation

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Take out a soul,

what's left is a body.

Add some decay,

because that's all that was left.

Drain the blood,

then add some maggots.

A rotten corpse is all you have, 

bury it underground,

because thats the oven.

Now throw the soul back in,

mix with the maggots,

the corpse is alive.

Take out the emotions,

those are useless.

Let it crawl out,

and mix with the dirt.

Take out the memories,

now add 10 gallons,

of hunger. 

Your almost done, 

make a virus, 

now mix with the body.

The body is contagious,

that means your work is done.

Send out your beautiful creation, 

its time to let it try, 

and cure its own hunger. 

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