Alive on the Outside, but dead within,
This monster dies and comes to life again.
They limp and shamble into your home,
Even on Broken legs, they will continue to roam.
Their hearts don't beat, lungs don't take air,
A creature without pain that will give you a scare.
When it rains, snows, or when it's hot
Pieces of body fall as they begin to rot.
All their power, their life, is in the head,
Only removing that makes them finally dead.
This one is easy, it's a test of time:
What monster is within this rhyme?