He was down and out,
Wondering why all people did was shout.
Then came that faithful day,
When he made his first save in some way.
With his suit,
He still staggered like a brute.
Yes, he still had a smell,
But people no longer gave a yell.
They found him grand.
They cheered him across the land.
So he lapped it up,
Like an attention seeking pup.
Then came the crooks,
Who laughed at his looks.
But little did they know,
The power he had to strike a blow.
For with his dead but loving heart,
He beat them into submission with a body part.
Then it just clicks back on.
That is what happens when the super undead visits your lawn.
Now without further adieu,
Zombie Man for all to view.
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Doesn't he look grand? I'm sure he'll be a great addition to superhero land. Between him and that Tarsier Man nut, I could get invaded at my hut. So go give a look and watch him stop a crook. A word to the wise as well, may be more for older kiddies as he is a demon of hell. So there we go class, a superhero zombie from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.