Slightly-Dangerous

Slendy stretched and Slendy bent, Reaching out with ill intent, The child did not know and went, And Slendy was so...NAUGHTY. His tendrils curled up from his back, The child's jaw went pale and slack, But Slendy held off his attack, He was feeling far too...NAUGHTY. Each night he watched without eyes, As mother sang sweet lullabies, Ignored her child's desperate cries, And told him he was...NAUGHTY. Then one night when Slendy came, The feeling wasn't quite the same, He'd tired of the waiting game, And decided he'd be...NAUGHTY. With outstretched arms he wandered in, Reached out to tear that tender skin, The child's screams w