The Boogeyman has come to call.
He sings at first to draw you in.
Then calls your name. This begins "the game".
Is "it" real or is "it" false? Why can't we see?
Forgetting a name, Is part of 'it's" game.
To keep you off guard Is how "it" proceeds.
Generations ago, You were warned and told:
"Watch out for the Bogey Man" He'll come, even when you're old.
Some walk, some run.
Do they know
their time will come?
When they may face
watching loved ones race?
To try to keep away
that unwanted face?
He doesn't tiptoe.
Walks boldly in.
Knows the way. . .
To get his "Kin".
This Bogeyman
Plots and plans.
He wants "the best"
Never settling for "the rest".
Wears a smile,
Shows interest and fun.
All the while,
He has "work" to be done.
Shaping what's said;
Offering great rewards
The Bogeyman reaches
As though offering STARS.
Our loved ones watch.
They're caught off guard.
The Boogeyman charms
All the while doing harm.
Close your eyes tight.
Wish him into the night.
You have the power.
He depends on your fright.
Facing our fears
Even if it's with tears.
Show him the door.
Tell him -- "No More!
