Hi! Oh wow, here's me again to bring you another little poem of one of my favourite horror characters. I've had really good reviews from my previous two for Elm Street and Hellraiser, thank you to those people, you're amazing! Okay before I start another babbling fit, please read on. Reviews would be nice please.

Pure and uncorrupted evil,

The pale emotionless face, and the dark eyes that show the horrors of hell!

His unstoppable rage is almost primeval,

If one were unfortunate to cross the path of the boogeyman, they will have no time to wish their loved ones farewell!

Nothing can stop him, reason with him, or even control him,

There have been those that have tried, but in the end, one cannot change the darkness within!

For reasons still a mystery, he will not stop until he tears apart his bloodline limb from limb,

From his previous hunts, he has been shot multiples and been charred across his skin!

Yet nothing slows him down, he's like a force of nature,

Many have thanked their divine powers for giving them no relation to this monster!

There have been those who called this curse upon him and thought he was theirs, oh to wish them a sympathetic prayer,

But they were so wrong, for evil cannot be used to them like a warrior!

Blood has been spilled on the scared night of Samhain,

And countless times, the people of the peaceful town of Haddonfield would believe the nightmare over!

However when the murders would start once more, it would drive the inhabitants insane,

Because Michael Myers is the one who brings horror home, closer and closer!