There once was a young boy,
He sat in his room and played with his toy,
The sky grew dark and the night grew late,
His parents didn’t know of his terrible fate,
They kissed him goodnight,
And turned off the light,
No one knew of the man in his room,
Of the terror or the scary doom,
They never came back in to see if he was alright,
Little did they know of the horrible sight,
The young boy was found in a pile of red,
And that’s the end, the young boy was dead.
