![]() ![]() More rapid than eagles from the wasteland they came, With a huge running horde, so lively and quick, When, what through the thick dark night fog should appear,īut a miniature screamer and 8 dogs to the rear. The Blood moon shined red on the barbed wire below.Īs I waited in fear for my walking dead foes. I equipped my best weapon and opened the hatch. I sprang from the campfire to see what was the matter.Īway to the guard tower I flew like a flash, When out in the Wasteland there arose such a clatter, My Buddy clutched his ‘Bone Shiv, and I my Wood Club,Īs we just settled down for some good Shamway grub. ![]() While visions of Minibikes danced in their heads. The Survivors were nestled in the base by their beds, In hopes that it kept the zombies out there. The spike traps I set on the perimeter with care, Not a walker was scratching, a weak wooden frame. Twas the night before Blood moon, when all through the base. So for now I will wish you again Merry Christmas, a happy New-year and will leave you with this poem. We have some great things planned for 2016, some things we can’t announce yet. We have had a great year and couldn’t have done it without your support and we’re lucky to have a Team like this and fans like you all. I wanted to wish the team and all of you a very Merry Christmas. ![]()
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