I SUCKED OFF A ZOMBIE 

Hear those beating, throbbing —
Voodoo drums tonight, honey?
I know I once did, my dear. . .

The Moon high overhead —
The twisting tall Canefield path
The crossroads guarding secrets 

Voodoo ceremonies late at night —
But first I had to pass the test
Going down on Darby Jones

So tall, hung and handsome —
The whites of his upturned eyes
Placating his huge Zombie Penis