There is a person
Standing beside
The road.
Just what he is doing
Or why he is standng
There is unknown
At this time.
Perhaps he is hitchhiking.
But it does not matter,
For the person is in Jason's
Woods, and he does
Not take kindly
To any
Strangers.
He looks fat
And like a left-over hippie
Whatever the case,
He will not live
Verry long
For here he comes,
Even now.
A twig snaps!
Yet though it was loud,
The hitchhiker
Seems not to notice
Too bad.
This could get messy.
And if he did notice,
He would not be able
To get away.
He's too fat,
(Yummy),
And too out-of-shape
To run very far.
Another twig snaps
And some leaves rustle.
This time, however,
He notices and panics.
He screams.
Not that it would
Be heard
By anyone around here
Who cares.
The only ones around
Either kill or eat
The living.
A glint of metal,
And his head
Is swiftly separated
From his twitching body.
Slowly, his body realizes
It's dead,
And collapses
To the ground.
He's dead,
Time for the ghouls
To descend