My sister is a Zombie

Introduction: I wrote this poem when I was eight and had to spend an hour with my sister. So it probably won't be perfect. I had to fix it best I could....... Enjoy
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*Please don't ask about all of the squiggly lines I was bored anyway let's get to the point*

MY SISTER IS A ZOMBIE........

My sister is a Zombie she wears a torn up hat, she limps around the kitchen with her frightful looking bat, my mother doesn't care really, my father thinks she's mad and she alway seems to shuffle around looking rather sad. In her room is worse she keeps mouse droppings deep inside her Peres. Her room is full of cobwebs she has a coffin as a bed and sometimes I would wish that she could just be dead, but she is just my sister my smelly Zombie sister and I could not have her any other way.

By Lyra.H.(*was eight when written)