• As night draws near
    it gains in strength,
    creeping in with every
    chance it takes.

    It sneaks through cracks,
    windows, walls, and doors.
    It fills your dreams
    with unsightly horrors.

    Its a wicked beast
    he taunts with your mind.
    he ******** up reality
    and leaves fear behind,

    He's the son of Satan,
    and the father of fright.
    No ways are known,
    to counteract his might.

    His humor is twisted,
    and his tastes are many.
    His couscous is none,
    and his victims are plenty.

    He can be found everywhere,
    and nowhere at all,
    But he usually comes to play
    when the darkness falls.