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
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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.