hi all! back with another #horrorpoem, and this one is for(insert drumroll here) Michael Myers!!
hope you enjoy🥰🥰
The Night He Came Home
The night he came home wasn’t one that was pleasant.
The night he came home was one of terror.
But, in his own way- what he did was a present.
A gift to those that put him away.
A statement to let them know they had no more say.
If only Laurie Strode had known
She’d never get away.
Judith Myers, stabbed nine times.
Bob Simms pinned with a knife.
Lynda Van Der Klok strangled to death.
And The Shape did all of this without losing his breath.
So watch out ladies and gents.
For you never know.
What exactly the shape wants.
And what he has in tow.
(Alexa, play the Original Halloween Theme Song)
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