I'm not to good at poems but here goes nothing.

Oh my god the dead are alive
Theres only one place to run
I gotta go to the mall if i want to survive

Theres so many weapons to choose from
guns chairs cars swords even shower heads
screw all that...ill use this spikey cactus instead

Zombies aren't that pretty
So I'll shove a traffic cone on them
and run over them like I do in the city

Blood guts bones and brains
Whats even better is that
they can all go up in flames.

What do I need this camera for?
I guess I'll need pictures to show
to my family and that girl next door.

There are others that need me
So I give them piggy back rides
and all I hear is Please...Don't let them eat me!