I’m Dreaming Of A Zombie Christmas

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas,

And not sleeping well,

Which blows.

When I close my eyes,

I can only hear

Hungry Zombies

Trudging through the snow.

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas

Haunted by nightmares

Bloody and gray,

They stink of rotting flesh

And humanity’s decay.

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas

So what the hell

Is wrong with me?

Is my subconscious

Reprimanding me

For not putting up

A tree?

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas,

And I don’t know

If that’s Naughty or Nice.

All I know

Is that Zombies chase me,

Through knee deep snow

And cracking ice.

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas,

I blame it on

The Walking Dead.

It’s Rick and Maggie

And Daryl’s fault

That I’ve got

Walkers in my head.

I’m dreaming

Of a Zombie Christmas,

And I don’t know

What to do.

Is there such a thing

As Zombie Hanukkah?

Maybe I’d sleep better

As a Jew…