# Zombie apocalypse
Somewhere in a laboratory
Deep underground
There was a virologist
Well renowned

Testing and combining
Gain of function was his brief
His passion was the science
Of creating a new disease

But one day he found out
That his love was terminally ill
Locked in his lab
He worked on how to heal

Coming up with a potion
To reverse the state of death
When the heartbeat stops
The virus will infest

Mixing combinations
Desperate to work it out
Till finally the lab rats
Woke up and ran about

This virus was experimental
He...