User:Zero Tomie

Slender Man's Backstory
The Slender Man Makes his home In a wood Of skin and bone.

He was human Tall, but slim He ate well But, sad for him-

Everybody, Everyday, "Eat a sandwich", They would say.

They would touch him Like a cat! Poking where His ribs were at!

AS IF HIS BUILD WERE LICENSE FOR PEOPLE TO JUST PUT THEIR FRIGGING HANDS ON HIM!

So he left To the wild A forest deep With weather mild.

He was glad That elation Robbed his stomach Of sensation.

Drawing fresh air As his breath Our poor fellow Starved to death!

That didn't stop him Walking 'round And all was well Till he was found...

O' helpful soul! His only want To help this man So pale, so gaunt! To the stars Some thanks he proffered To the ghost A sandwich offered.

"Here", the man said- "Take it, eat!", "You're skin and bone!" "There is no meat!".

And so, an undead mind did snap So sad that one who would give aid Instead of gracious smiles and thanks With only gruesome death was paid!

The would be rescuer was skinned And bloody bare his body laid Bones were picked out from the mess And with them, our ghoul quit the glade.

To his credit He did hide Out of pity, Not from pride.

He thought that if He went unseen He'd kill no more And would be clean.

He chose a thicket Densely thorned The remnants hung So all were warned.

At first, it worked But he was spied By those who searched For him that died.

Some of that party Avoided his hold They hadn't quite seen him But the stories they told!

As his legend grew The more he was sought By those wanting glory But this came to naught.

And so, the tale goes- His compassion was spent Now he felt nothing For those he had rent.

It matters not, now- Women, children, or men If he's fully seen He will kill again.

So don't go near Don't go in! Shun the wood Of bone and skin.

If you can't, Shut your eyes! For everyone who sees him Dies.

Stay away then If you can And beware The Slender Man.