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Slendy

There’s a man in the dark
He don’t make no sound
His eyes give no spark
To his face nothing is bound
He does well with children
No one gives him the boot
He doesn’t do any kiddin’
while in his deep black suit
He’s so very tall, so very thin
He does what he does purely on a whim
To see him will put you in utter fear
but when you see him, standing tall
look into his face, you will shed a tear
And inside you will die when you hear his call:
“Help me…”

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