mr.mincemeat@syteka.UUCP (mr.mincemeat) (03/08/84)
So I shot it and it fell
Fell but didn't die
It stood up its neck half gone
And again I shot and
Took off the top of its head
Still it got up and lopsided grinning
One hand thrust out
Kept coming at me
Another in the chest put it down
Again
And I'm running
In the trees I look back
Entrails dragging behind
Brains oozing down its shattered face
It's still coming
And whimpering I run and am running still
But it follows - they follow
And morning never comes.
mr.mincemeat
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