Dinosaur of the Dead

From contaminated fossil

I have been rebred

Across this new land

I shamble and shuffle

But I’m not here

To feather’s ruffle

Most zombies crave brains

And the guts and the gore

But in my last life

I was an herbivore

Yes you may scream

And cause a great ruckus

But never you fear

I’m a zombie Diplodocus

My use for your brains

Is zero to scant

What I desperately crave

Are all of your plants

So put away your guns

Don’t start a war

Just let me assault