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Sans the skeleton or HUMAN *dramatic music plays in the background* BLOOD AND STUFF LOOK!

"Hey kid, why do you moan
We can't help but notice that you're home alone,
Your parents clearly trust you to be away without a PHONE call,
That's not all, your flashlight is limited,
That can't be helpful to keep you prohibited,
Don't be scared, it's not like we care,
Your nightmare is all that we wanted prepared.
On the bed, just don't be mislead,
Those toys were just meant to like you to be bled.
The closet, whoops, I wouldn't run over,
Cus foxy's inside, yet he seems out of order
Oh and look, your know these guys,
Chica and bonnie don't look so alive,
The cupcake is torn, yet death was reborn,
Can you survive till the crack of dawn"

I may not be freaky but damn i can kill people

hey hey

yee hi

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