Halloween Havoc

It's not even October but I'm here to cause Halloween havoc I'm out of my mind, so everything I say and do screams madness Friday the 13th will be every day My pen kills everything it touches, it's going the Machete way I Took Michael Myers knife and cut off Freddie's fingers Leave them all bloody Feed them to Chuckie The torture won't be over till there's a heavy singer "The fat lady sings" just incase that line went over your heads You don't watch a horror movie and say I don't want anymore dead Some will say watching that kind of movie is a sin So they'll call me crazy and won't embrace the beauty of my pen I'm one of a kind, there will never be a replacement Imagine being dumb enough to think Freddy would beat Jason He has Friday the 13th, every other day is mine A tortured artists, who kills his poetry with the way he displays his rhymes Getting over yesterday's nightmare will only lead to tomorrow's dreams I just turned this poem into a horror scene Don't read this and act like you've never seen madness Will anyone see the beauty in my Halloween havoc