Judge Dread

A short story of gore

　

in the year 2070 there lived a man from another fantasy

his name was Judge Dread & what was going on inside his head

he lived in the village of Shaun in Sweden with his family

he always supported unity and the willingness to achieve

the only judge in the county that was make believe

he settled many cases in vested spaces

　

what was his claim to fame

non other then his magic wand that he brought along court cases

there was magic in his hands I hope you understand

one day while coming home late from a case

he was bitten by a viscous fanged zombie creature

　

soon after Judge Dread grew faintly ill with no where to turn

he lay sunken in head bed with a face full of dread

it was only a matter of time and he was gone

soon after this narrative disaster there came a knock on the village square door

　

it was a wild boar with a head like a man

let me be the first to help you understand

the dead at times would come back as people

yet in this case it was an animal

this wasn't anything casual or natural

for it had the head of Judge Dread

quiver inside alone with the silence of this bor lest I implore

he made his way through each home in Shaun

now the villagers were zombie creatures infested

having long viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side

it made everyone visiting want to run away & hide

Judge Dread was a boar & his chief aim was in gore

then the town was no more