Lights Out

Inspired by Dean Kuch’s frightening poem “I Am A Horror Writer”

When I was a lad of only six, I saw the scariest show ever seen;
It came on television one night a week, and began with a fearsome fiend!
All one could see was his horrid face, he was draped totally in black;
With a dim lit light illuminating him, one look and I was taken aback!
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Terrified, I would hide my eyes, but then sneak a dangerous peek;
My body would be trembling, then these words I would hear him speak!
“Lights Out”, is the only thing he would say, but each word he drew so far out;
Then the screen would go completely dark, and I almost would start to pout!
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I know my parents loved that show, but they shouldn’t have let me watch;
For to this day, I can still see that face, with a pimpled ugly splotch!
When it was time to go to bed, my lamp would have to be on;
It took a long time for me to sleep in the dark, not till after the “Lights Out” man was gone!
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                                     That face of horror
                                 I can still see to this day
                                 Telling me “Lights Out”