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Body parts are strewn about

Smell of death in the air

An omen of impending death

Everyone better beware

Jason is on the prowl

Not yet apprehended

Leave while you still can

Or your life will be ended

Wild and reckless young ones

To him they fall as prey

Young hormonal teenagers

Won’t see the light of day

Hiding in the big red barn

Nobody expecting him

Prowls and slaughters with great tact

Deformed killer will attack

Turn around while you still can