Walking Dead


Lying father’s diagnosis

Death is merely halitosis

Flossing brushing every day

Preventing dreaded tooth decay

Rinse the toxins all away

Live to gargle one more day

No cleaning for the mind

To that we are resigned

Deny the soul it’s own renewal

Maintained upon our thoughtful stool

Prefer we do our homemade fuel

Living rotting walking dead

Without His Word inside our head


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