some of my siblings have no hope of making it). I've also discussed this in depth with two of my sisters and taken components of their plans and adapted them to my own while also scoffing at what are clearly some very foolish ideas on how to survive. I'm pretty sure that I now have a workable plan that will ensure my survival in the face of the zombie apocalypse, be they fast or slow zombies. (And don't worry, Mom & Dad, I've got a plan to get to you both and protect you from the undead hordes.)
Now, knowing all of this, it also can't come as a surprise to learn that zombies are quite frequently on my mind. (To have an adequate zombie apocalypse plan you must be constantly evolving that plan according to the changes of society, geography, family, etc. - every good zombie apocalypse preparer knows this.) And so, today I offer to you all a zombie apocalypse poem for your enjoyment. I hope it inspires all of you to become more well read (and well watched) on the subject and convinces you all to start formulating your own survival plan. Good luck!
The end of all is drawing near,
We gather close out of fear.
Cling together, don't let go,
Keep your breathing nice and slow.
Don't make a sound, not one peep,
In the shadows they now creep.
Use your head to stay alive,
Before you run, count to five.
To make sure the coast is clear,
Take a pause, what do you hear?
A slow shuffle, a dragging foot,
Moans of hunger, now take a look,
Around the corner, what do you see?
Too many horrors, it's time to flee!
Do you know now where to run,
Where safety lies under the sun?
Did you make a plan in case,
You were to witness the end of days?
I hope you gave it some good thought,
As the man too slow is surely caught.
They called me a fool and laughed in my face,
But who's laughing now as the zombies give chase?