With manic laughter
He kills and slaughters
Reason, he doesn't need
Bloodthirst, is all he feeds
Raging, through the streets
Killing, whomever he meets
Inhumane, are his deeds
Merciless bloodthirst, he feeds
Once again the moon is covered with shade of blood
Now is his period, the one named Jason Mud
Again, he's out to ****
Quenching eternal bloodthirst, yes he will
|AB|
This prose follows the deeds of a fictional serial killer named "Jason Mud". Whenever, there is a full moon, he's out to **** and gets his ***** job done. Follows a a b b rhyme scheme.