Official Details

Date of Death: 4/20/1979

Chipboard poem

At sun up she started to rise,
With rotted flesh & vacant eyes.
She has no thoughts, and feels no pain;
Her sole motivation is to eat your brain.

Death Certificate

Bit by a zombie, she died and was put in the ground.
At first light the next day she was walking around.
She’ll chomp on the living ’til they splatter a bunch.
Flesh, entrails and gray matter, she likes to munch.
Awake from her dirt nap, with not even a yawn,
She arose and is known as Dead little Dawn..

 

Black and White Glow in the Dark Variant