I had to write a Shakespearian sonnet for my Reading & Literature class, and due to me lacking any sort of inspiration, I decided to base it on the most recent game I played: Dead Rising 2: Off the Record. And I don't know why, but for some reason I'm posting it here. Don't know what I'm expecting here, but what the hell.
Zombies are swarming all over the mall
Like walking through the realm of hell itself
With just his wits, Frank West will fight them all
He grabs whatever he finds off the shelf
Clothes covered in blood as if it were wine
A lust for human flesh, like a lion
Searching for survivors, taste for their spine
If Frank doesn't save them, they'll be dyin'
But the truth is that Frank is infected
Without his drugs, he will join the undead
A fate worse than death, to be subjected
To a horrible fate that lies ahead
Frank and the survivors fight for their fates
For if they fail, hell is all that awaits
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