_It’s tall and lanky_

_Umbrella in hands_

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_Both thin and shaky_

_Hiding sinister plans_

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_Two eyes of glass_

_Match a butterfly of blue_

_With a grin made of wax_

_That is begging to know you _

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_I don’t know what it is_

_Whether skeleton or ghoul_

_But I will not move closer_

_For I am no fool_

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_Paralyzed by fear_

_And frozen in time_

_I wipe a glass tear_

_From eyes that are no longer mine _

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