Halloween Membean Poem
Halloween
It was Friday the thirteenth
The night of Halloween
A boy went for a stroll
The next day there was a zombie with the same soul
Screaming was heard near bedtime
The entity was said to secret some type of slime
Themonsters hands teemed with blood,
lethalweapons scattered around him in the mud
He grabbed the boy,
Without making a noise,
He bit him and now he’s dead
Well, not truly dead, he just bled and bled
Now he is a zombie
Coming to find your body
So go hide from the unsightly, scary zombie
Before you are identified
By Addie Logemann, 7th grade
By Addie Logemann, 7th grade
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