The Boogey Man
He's the equivilent of a human killing machine.
No remorse, no guilt, no need, no reason.
Pure evil runs through his cold blooded veins,
as he stalks and slays unsuspecting victims
every Halloween again and again.
Most claim him to be but an urban legend
yet every Halloween he claims more victims.
This dark masked figure without a face
then disappears and vanishes without a trace,
until next Halloween when he surfaces again.
His name is Michael Myers and he's the true Boogey Man.
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