Zombie Golfing

I went to play a round of golf with friends.
It was a perfect day to be outside.
But soon our normal day came to an end,
Because it seemed like something near us died.

We searched around and didn't see too much,
But then we noticed something that was strange.
A couple zombies standing in a bunch.
They were just about outside of our range.

We noticed they were holding golfing clubs.
A zombie swung and also threw its arm.
They were all dancing around in the shrubs.
That's when we realized they'd do us no harm.

It was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen.
Then I woke up because it was a dream

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