ChristmasCalender

T'was the night before Christmas And all through the house Not a creature was stirring, Not even a mouse. … There was a zombie, though. His name was Augustus, A cute little tyke. He was courteous, polite – Really, what's not to like? He did on occasion have a craving for brain, But being so friendly, he tried to abstain. And now he was crouching In some other man's home, He'd hid in the living room, All cold and alone. His family, you see, Such a colourful bunch, Had left him behind When they went out to lunch. They all found his conscience Annoying and trite When they were indulging Their own appetite. So o