Her skin is white cloth, <br />and she's all sewn apart <br />and she has many colored pins <br />sticking out of her heart. <br /> <br />She has many different zombies <br />who are deeply in her trance. <br />She even has a zombie <br />who was originally from France. <br /> <br />But she knows she has a curse on her, <br />a curse she cannot win. <br />For if someone gets <br />too close to her, <br /> <br />the pins stick farther in.<br /><br />Timothy Walter Burton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voodoo-girl-2/
