Because it’s harvest time.
And because nobody ever said you had to write about flowers…
Zombie Sonnet 6: Grape Stompin’ Zombies
When Jimbo’s toe fell off into the mash,
They banned us all from drinking from the pail.
For zombie stompers harboring a gash,
The bucket stomping was an epic fail.
When stomping grapes, a good technique is key.
The zombies learned to spread the grapes around,
They then could drag a leg or limping knee,
Across the grapes they dumped upon the ground.
But zombies have been on the earth a while,
They know the vintage history they save,
By gathering to stomp the grapes with style.
(It’s true the zombies always loved a rave.)
Because the undead got into the act,
This age-old wine tradition is intact.
~ Jody Brown is the author of Upside Down Kingdom, and is a multi-blogger, poet, and traveler. Her current writing projects, including her daily blog endeavor, #Project365, can be found at JodyBrown.com/writing.
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