Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop,
Day old coffee sittin’ in the ***
Dust blows by the windows.
No one around, not a sound.
For bugs, rotting food and flesh.
A stink unbearable.
Accidently released.
With panic and fear we all disappear.
A new pandemic.
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 8:07 PM UTC
Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop,
Day old coffee sittin’ in the ***
Dust blows by the windows.
No one around, not a sound.
For bugs, rotting food and flesh.
A stink unbearable.
Accidently released.
With panic and fear we all disappear.
A new pandemic.
Zombies!
