Happy, happy, joy, joy look at his face
He's Jeff the Killer isn't he pretty
Run, run, run he has a knife keep the pace
He is Jeff the Kill what a pity
Jeff will be happy to kill you in your sleep
With his beautiful Joker Smile
In the shadows he will creep
He will be after you for awhile
Jeff the Killer will love you to death
He will stab you in your sweet goose neck
He will track you down at the end of the path
You won't have time to say "What the heck"
It might be good to count your sheep
Jeff will come for you "Go. To. Sleep."
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I wrote this my sophomore year in English where we had to write poems so it still needs improvement but I hope you enjoy.
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Creepypasta Poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote based on some creepypastas. Some are old and some are new I hope you all love my poems.
