A zombie holiday treat

In spirit of the holiday season I'm going to go ahead and post my zombie version of Twas the Night Before Christmas. I wrote this to share on the podcast Mail Order Zombie in hopes it qualifies for their ZAT question for this month. Twas the Night Before Christmas is in the public domain so anyone can pretty much do whatever they want with it. I tried to rhyme every word the original did, i hope i did a good job. My first review is coming very soon. Here it is...

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the boarded house
Only one creature was stirring, and it wasn’t a mouse.
The supplies was piled by the chimney with care
In hopes help would soon find them there.

The children have turned all tied in their beds
While visions of human flesh danced in their heads.
Mamma with her knife and I in her lap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn more arose from the grave with such clatter,
I sprang from the bed, gun in hand to see what’s the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Open fire near the shutters and it threw up its sash.

The moon on breast of the new fallen zombie on snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to see more coming down below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But at least eight undead eating one tiny reindeer.

I look further to see an old driver coming down the street so quick,
I knew that in a moment it must be my old great uncle Nick.
More rapid than eagles more headlights came
Help had arrived; I whistled and called their unknown names.

“Help, Dasher!, Help Dancer! Now! Prancer and Vixen!
Come on Comet! Come on Cupid! I’m upstairs Donder and Blitzen.
They’re all over the porch! They’ve stopped at my wall.
Get them in the head and get them all.

Head shots rang but not before he said “let ‘em fly”.
After the bullets stopped, their guns pointed to the sky
“To the house-top there’s more” one of them yelled, they flew,
With the sleigh full of guns, my great uncle Nick too.

And then in horror I heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of a zombie’s devilish hoof.
I drew my weapon and was turning around,
Down the chimney a zombie came within a bound.

He was drenched in blood from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with bullet holes and soot.
A bundle of shots he took in his back
And he looked like a wolf strayed from his pack.

His eyes looked at me and twinkled, I'm lunch how merry,
His cheeks were like dead roses, his nose black like a dark cherry.
His droll mouth was open as wide as a bow,
And a beard on what's left of his chin covered in snow.

The stump of his arm bitten off by teeth,
And around his neck laid the chimney’s wreath.
He had a horrid face and flesh in his round belly,
That shook when he walked like a bowlful of jelly.

He was clumsy and plump, a right handed old elf,
And I laughed when I saw the dead, in spite of myself.
He blinked his eye and twisted his head
Soon gave me to know, it's the dead I must dread.

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
After my momma it went, then turned with a jerk,
And my gun pointed a little above his nose,
I gave two shots and down it went the dead that rose.

The rest of the team still struggling up on the roof gave a whistle,
And away they flew to the next horrid house like the down of a thistle.
But I heard them exclaim, ere the drove out of sight,
"Happy killing to all, and the undead bid them good night."

Wow, my first blog.

Hello all,
I've been wanting to do something like this for a long time. Until now i didn't have anything to share with anyone. First off let me tell you all that i honestly do love zombie fiction. There's just something about surviving a world of the undead that fascinates the hell out of me. I've loved zombies for years but I've only started reading zombie books recently. I am a listener of the Hometown Tales podcast and they once mentioned a book called World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks. I was instantly interested and went to my local Barns & Noble to pick up a copy. Since it was my first zombie read it is only natural for my first review to be about World War Z. That review will come in a few days. When i first started reading zombie books i never thought I'd start a blog reviewing them. I'll really need to re-read and give an honest and fare review. Now a little about myself, i am in no way a writer or even know what I'm doing with this but and crazy as it sounds zombies relax me. As of today i am a 24 year old accountant from California. I have a wife and daughter whom i love and whenever i have some time to myself I'm inside the world of the undead. I'll close my first entry and I'll get the reviews out as i read them. Thanks all, i hope you have fun reading my reviews as much as i will writing them.