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…”