D’s for dead; a deceased human being,
E’s for evil, gross walking-dead “thing“,
C’s for chewing and chomping,
A’s for appetite, it‘s unending,
Y’s for yearning, for bodies of the living in scores

Feasting on bloody organ gore

Decay is rotting limbs that ooze,
Decay’s a brain that doesn’t snooze
Survivors are eaten; anything movin’ it is seekin’
Give a shout, “Zombies are loose!!!”

D’s for driven, it’s the Zombie way
E’s for emaciated: Seeks prey
C’s for the crowds that moan night and day,
A’s for ambulatory, and on the way,
Y’s for yellow eyes fixated on fresh flesh to gorge

Hard to avoid the Zombie horde

Decay is parts of them they lose,
Decay is rotten flesh, black juice,
Walking dead have lost their sanity… livin’ crude
Surprise! Arm and legs now food!

Decay, they’re wrinkled
and such an eyesore to view
They reek of decomposition which sucks—putrid lot
Biter, walker, undead— corpse too
Foul stench, as body becomes goo

Decay, can’t reproduce
but can bite and infect you
Don‘t be a fool. When you see a Zombie- shoot!!!