Want to hear a tale from long ago?
A tale filled with terror and woe?
It starts on a warm sunny day,
A hundred years ago, in the month of May.
In the woods, a couple did travel.
Their happiness would soon unravel.
Hand in hand, the lovers, did explore.
Till they came upon a cabin covered in gore.
Blood was everywhere they could see.
They quickly turned so they could flee,
But the path they followed had disappeared.
Then a shape from the shack had appeared.
Into the thick dark woods, they fled.
They ran until the back of the cabin they saw ahead.
They stopped running, filled with fear,
wondering how they had gotten back to here.
The Shadowman came at them again.
They turned and ran back to where they began.
The front of the cabin had appeared once more
Then the Shadowman came, and they were seen no more
There is a cabin in the woods near where you live.
A cabin where the Shadowman lives.
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