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bellinghman ([personal profile] bellinghman) wrote2010-06-25 10:32 am

A brainworm

After yesterday's conclusion to the interminable Isner-Mahut tennis match, the zombie theme has been going round my head.

And somewhat inevitably, it has come up with

The Zombies of Wimbledon Common: strange creatures emerge from their shelters and keep Wimbledon Common tidy by collecting and recycling passers-by.

[identity profile] silly-swordsman.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
That's why they get new ball girls and boys - the previous year's crop have been zombiefied. They dart out, grab a lost child, and dart back to their shelter, or ahead, to a different, wordlessly communicating - as is zombies' wont - with another to abandon their shelter in an elegant swap.

[identity profile] jon-a-five.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
In the ground,
Disinterred,
Zombies shambling free...

[identity profile] bellinghman.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

I await the rest of the lyrics as soon as you've had the time to work them out.

[identity profile] bellinghwoman.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
Underground, overground, shuffling free
The Zombies of Wimbledon Common are we
Making good use of the dead that we find
Folk that were sadly lost and left behind

Zombies are organised, work as a team
Zombies are tidy (but not really clean)
Underground, overground, shuffling free
The Zombies of Wimbledon Common are we

People don't notice us, they never see
Under their noses a Zombie may be
We shamble by night and we shuffle by day
Looking for bodies to trundle away

We're so incredibly utterly devious
Making the most of everything
Even innards and skin
Pick up the bodies and make 'em into tasty stew
Is what we do

Underground, overground, shuffling free
The Zombies of Wimbledon Common are we
Making good use of the dead that we find
Folk that were sadly lost and left behind


Your wish is my command, dear :-)

[identity profile] bellinghman.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I first asked her back in late 1994, on alt.fan.pratchett, before I'd actually met her. On that occasion, she merely blushed prettily.

I next asked her on the 1st March 1996, in Avignon, just to confirm that she hadn't been momentarily confused when she'd taken advantage of the previous day's date to ask me.

[identity profile] tamaranth.livejournal.com 2010-06-26 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
OMG

I love you both. AND NOW THIS IS IN MY HEAD AND WON'T COME OUT. I hate you both. Hey, it's a thin line ...

[identity profile] bellinghman.livejournal.com 2010-06-28 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
*snigger*

I'd threaten to sing it next time we encountered you. However, my singing is sufficiently bad that it might be grounds for divorce, so you're safe.

[identity profile] sharikkamur.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
A title like that should really be attached to a Doctor Who story, don't you think? Possibly one starring Bernard Cribbins. :)
Edited 2010-06-25 12:23 (UTC)

[identity profile] bellinghman.livejournal.com 2010-06-25 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I like where you're coming from.