Elisson decided to do a little musical number today... sort of...
I saw Mr. Wilson through the window screen Noticed he was looking just a little bit green And moldy 'round the edges. Then I started to freak When I remembered that he had croaked last week.Well, you know them zombies gotta eat dem brains
It's the Standard Zombie Diet, in snow, sun or rain
Don't go for no Grape-Nuts, no yogurt or pie
Just wanna eat your brains and make you dieO Zombies, keep the hell away
O Zombies, keep the hell away from me
I'm hiding in my zombie-proof basement
With my computer and my color TV
I'll leave the beatnik poetry to Elisson and Caleb.

