Zombies joy

I cannot help but stop and look at giant monsters.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the monsters,

Gently they go - the big, the gargantuan, the jumbo.

fiends are not hearted!

fiends are exceptionally cruel.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the fiends,

Gently they go - the soft-boiled, the cruel, the stony.

One afternoon I said to myself,

"Why aren't psychos more lean?"

Psychos are endomorphic. psychos are jowly,

psychos are thickset, however.

Mutants, however hard they try,

Will always be wooly.

Never forget the addled and confused mutants.

How happy is the dead undead!

Now nonviable is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the undead is gone.

I cannot help but stop and look at hideous things.

Never forget the outrageous and ugly things.