The Slasher - by The Hostess

You can run, but you can’t hide, the slasher is on your tail and by your side.
People compare him to Jack the Ripper, but I have to differ.

The slasher does not discriminate, because he loves to slash and hate.
Man, woman, or child, he doesn’t care. As long as he can rip and tear.

Screaming and yelling with your fast heartbeat. You run down the cold dark street.
Out of breath, you wish you were home, but instead you’re all alone.

You turn around the Slasher is no where in sight. So you run with all of your might.
You make it home; you close the door. Hoping the Slasher will come no more.

You run to the bedroom, you crawl under the bed. You hope you will not soon be dead.
You crawl out, the coast is clear. The slasher is gone, nothing to fear.

You’re proud of yourself; you kept your cool. All of a sudden you hear a voice say, “BOO”!

Oh no, the Slasher is behind YOU . . .

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