My friend and I just had a marathon composing idiotic zombie poetry. Here's my last take on it, which also reflects my current state of mind!

Are students zombies haunting me?
They have no bibliographie,
Their lust for scholarship is dead,
With empty eyes they lurch ahead
where no professor dares to thread -
Gevalt! they're after me!

But no, they do not want my brains,
Nor the red hot blood in my veins,
Nor cookies, cakes or other gains
Of learn'd societie -

With mad desire in their gaze
And smelly breath, they haunt my days
In hopes that, in a sleepless daze,
I'll grant them A or B!


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