Well good ol' Steven ran as fast as he could
A showdown at noon left a man with a wound
So he went to get help like he knew he should
No phone so he ran into a neighborhood
And so the man was saved
Steven rejoiced hooray
Until a shadowy figure
Surfaced from the grave
So he laid low
And then decided to sprint
And the figure followed footprint
With a squint like Clint
Shhhh
The Reaper seeks Steven
Shhhh
Go ask your friends
Shhhh
He's just doing his job
So shut up and help out or
Next list you'll get caught
So Steven cleared his eyes
But what he saw would surprise
Any other mother trucker so he
Shook and blinked twice
It was the grim reaper
Looking to suffice
The list of deaths he needed
Cuz he saved that man's life
And as the grim stood by
Within the blink of an eye
He pulled his scythe scythe scythe out
And threatened his life
But the surprise fleeted
A game of tag to survive
But the reaper couldn't keep up
So he bounced and took five