Judge Dread Poem by John Ackerman

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