It’s only zombies stumbling up the lane
And they all want to eat your brain
It’s only cobwebs stuck in your hair
Disturbing the spiders crawling in there
It’s only a boa constrictor that squeezes
Every huggable thing it pleases
It’s only aliens with long laser swords
Soon to become our new overlords
It’s only werewolves howling at night
Searching for juicy young victims to bite
It’s only the creaking of the back door
Seems all the zombies have come back for more
It’s only a shark swimming up from the deep
So please close your eyes and go back to sleep
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Andy Spearman is a Canadian living in London. Recent work appears in places like The Caterpillar, Dirigible Balloon and The Toy. When not writing his own stories and poems, he’s a volunteer mentor at Ministry of Stories, an organisation in Hackney that helps kids gain confidence and skills through storytelling.
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