When man of slender visits you.
Nothing on earth that one can do.
In well he’ll hide, or watery hole.
And he will eat your mortal soul.
So if thou seest the man so thin.
Pray you don’t see him again.
For he is not from the world we know.
He cometh from far down below.
On his bed of dirt from grave.
From his dank and silent cave.
He watches you yet has no sight.
He taketh you away at night