A/N: Someone help me. Please.
Disclaimer: I don't own Slender, but lately he's been pwning me...
'Twas the night before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when in the forest dark and drear
Not a creature was stirring, not even the deer
The bodies were hung up high in the air
Pierced through the tree branches with graceful care
The children were bunkered deep down in their beds
Hiding from the monster that lived in their heads
Mommies and Daddies were never aware
That with the night came one warning: beware
Donned in a suit of ebony thread
Creepypasta legends could always be read
To teach the unsuspecting children of what danger lay lurking
While their parents looked on, too busy working
His skull was a canvas of snowy white
Having no eyes gave the children a fright
Towering above the tallest of men
He easily reached past six foot ten
The Slenderman reached with his arms so long
Ignoring the desires that felt so wrong
To snatch up children from their warm little beds
Their frozen tears splashing over his faceless head
Inside his elongated, hollow chest
Rose a strange feeling unlike the rest
As he remembered the many children he'd maimed
And one by one he recalled their names
There was Emi and Erin and Tyler and Billy
Also Lori and Phyllis and Edward and Lily
Lives he ended without much thought
Before they could open the gifts dear Santa brought
How could he help it, his animalistic need for slaughter
As he whisked away so many sons and daughters
Their faces were round and soft and sweet
Enraging the desires he failed to defeat
Merry decorations adorned the homes
Past the luxurious Christmas tree he roamed
His tongue reached out to wet his lips
As he watched his victims more dutifully than Saint Nick
The night was soon over, he needed to go
And finish off the children sleeping below
His towering form bent down near
Close to the gentle breathing he loved to hear
The Tall One swallowed, his mouth stretched taut
As the steam from the blood rose wispy and hot
The shrilly screams of childish fright
Brought to his shoulders shivers of delight
Parents take heed of the shadows of trees
Where no child has ever been able to flee
And remember that Christmas holds more than good will
For Slenderman is always ready to kill
The monster busied himself with his work
Leading the children into his woods with a smirk
Their final cries fading out with dawn's light
"Beware of the Slenderman, of him and the night!"