THE BLOOD SPILLER
Children beware
They say he stares you with an empty glare
Enter the forest at night if you dare
Nobody is there to care
They say he is all red
But not like Santa Claus
He waits under your bed
And is ready to use his claws
He loves to spill blood
Killing is his game
He said “It colorful and fun”
THE BLOOD SPILLER is his name