And the face of indeed, t’was the face of the fiend;
gobbling up all the children that are mean-
For the thing that walks, walks as The Shadow Face;
with his blood stained blade, he doth slays-
This thing has eyes, piercing red;
it shalt not stop, till flesh is dead!
And if you act up, like a naughty little brat;
be careful, least you be sewn to it’s back..!
Copyright March 25, 2014