In a town where the zombies craved cannoli and gore,
A gunman walked in, his guns roaring to score.
With a flick and a bang, pastries flew, heads rolled,
He munched on a sweet. Amidst chaos? Did stroll.

"Guns and dessert," he laughed, "make a fine spree!"
As he blasted and feasted, in glee, zombie-free.

In a town where the zombies craved cannoli and gore, A gunman walked in, his guns roaring to score. With a flick and a bang, pastries flew, heads rolled, He munched on a sweet. Amidst chaos? Did stroll. "Guns and dessert," he laughed, "make a fine spree!" As he blasted and feasted, in glee, zombie-free.