Haiku of Horror #46

Sort of like Mad Max. Sort of like Dawn of the Dead. Sort of like neither of those things. Sort of good.

Here’s a poem.

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After the shower,
We were no longer ourselves.
Just as gassy, though.

Don’t forget, HAIKU OF HORROR now have their own site. If you find tiny little terrible poems terrifying, check it out.

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