Jeepers Creepers Poem by Aram Stefanian

Jeepers Creepers is gonna get you
You can't escape the creature of hell
He never loses, but wins a few
Your mortal fear is easy to smell

You'll fly into the depth, missing daylight
He choses the one who's dead inside
He'll try on your eyes and misuse your heart
Sucking in your brains, he can grow smart

A wicked messenger, willing to be human
Dead ringer from your past, he's on the loose
He can never see in you a woman
Disinterested in love or sexual abuse

Chasing after souls, he went overboard
Though he hasn't captured any yet
With you he hopes to reach an accord
Are you gonna hold a fight to the death?