"I know we are supposed
to go by the book,
but couldn’t we just have a little fun?
I want to create
an army of zombies
and watch them run"
Pestilence pleaded.
"An army of zombies!
I love it."
War bowed, conceding.
"I concur,
zombies would make our job a lot easier,
I'll peruse the small print."
A little later.
"Well, it seems
that there is no stipulation
that we can't stray
a little from the order of play,
I think zombies would be a good call.
However, we still must have the dragon
and the locusts,
it’s going to be a mad free for all"
Death said enthralled by the idea.
"Meow" Daisy said
as she planted a claw onto Dog's face.
A tennis ball
covered in dog slobber
sits between them like a wall
Translated, "look here Dog,
you may think you are all powerful
but this is my space"
"Woof" dog whimpered.
"I only wanted to play"
"Meow" Daisy said, pushing the ball Dogs way.
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