He was the kind of guy
Who always looked weird
Who freaked people out
Who would stop to pick up a penny
Who didn't like to be messed with
Who always lurked around after dark
Who followed children
Who looked like a ware wolf
Who you felt bad for in a weird way
Who has never harmed a fly
Who looked so dangerous
Who No one understood
Who had no friends
Who was cold in the winter
Who would offer to help
Who was creepy but maybe innocent
Who no one would ever understand..
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