The Ghoul Awaits

 In shadows dark and deep,

A ghoul doth silently creep,
With eyes that gleam and fangs that gleam,
He waits for victims in his dream.

His claws are sharp and ready,
His hunger fierce and unsteady,
He stands in shadows, ever still,
His prey, a thrill he cannot kill.

His victims come with unsuspecting tread,
Their screams, a song to fill his head,
He feeds upon their fear and pain,
His hunger, forever to remain.

But even ghouls must one day die,
Their shadows fade and spirits fly,
So let us hope that in the end,
This ghoul's victims will find a friend.





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