P.S.A.

by Mat Greaves

You may have escaped La Llorona
And fled the clutches of Bathory
You may have given back the curse of Llamia
And chanted in the mirror Bloody Mary

There is one being so terrifying
None of the others can scare you like he can
He’s the Tall, emaciated, faceless ghoul
The one they call
Slender Man

Slender Man, Slender Man
The tall, emaciated Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
He’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

You might like spooky ravioli
Macabre mac ‘n cheese is tasty too
But my favorite creepy pasta
Requires no face or a business suit

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
Waist size 26 for Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

You may not fear the Rake
And you may have made it through NoEnd House
You may not fear Jeff the Killer
And you may have sat through Suicide Mouse

But when you’re wandering through creepy forest
Collect all 8 pages if you can
Then you might escape the tenticlation
Of Slender, Slender, Slender, Slender… Man

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
Low carb diets keep him Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s Killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

Listen close now little chavaly
This is where the tale comes to an end
No matter what you think Slender Man has tell you
That’s no excuse to stab your friend

Slender Man, Slender Man
Exercising keeps him Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
The creepy pasta shit has hit the fan
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can
Because he can