The boy that drowned in the lake that day,
Was innocent, but in harm's way.
Little Jason was his name,
And too early his death came.But did he drown in the lake?
The myth you hear isn't fake.
Jason has grown big and strong,
The start of his revenge won't take long.Mother loved him oh so dear.
That she made it very clear,
When she drew blood at the lake,
All for little Jason's sake.But Mother is dead.
Alice chopped off her head.
Jason saw it all.
Now bodies shall fall.So don't go near
Camp Blood this year.
Jason waits with a sharpened knife.
You'll steer clear if you value your life.
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In My Mind
RandomThis is a compilation of all sorts. The contents range from poetry to short story to random thoughts. Some may be delightful. Some may be horrific. Whatever the case may be, I hope you enjoy this trip through my mind.