What is he?

by Ginnaa   Mar 24, 2008


Watch out round every corner he is there,
he has long dangling greasy green hair,
if you want to go near him youll have to dare,
he has a wickedly scaring stubbon stare,

hes extremly tall,
so you would never fit him threw your hall,
he sneeks up on you,
when your least expecting him to,

he will grab you and chuck you around and round,
to stop you have to pay him with one pound,
when he has got you that is it,
he raps you up tight with one warm mitt,

you would never get away,
unless you pay,
each and every night,
you would lay their in fright,

what would he do next,
was it your death,
no one ever knew his name,
but many people would call him the blame,

the one who got you in trouble,
the one who made you feel like you were in a bubble,
never to get away,
you had just as well be dieing pray,

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