Another Toy Chica Poem
Entertaining kids and adults by day
But once the sunsets and no one's around
It's time to come out and play
All of the animatronics play who can kill the security guard first
Hiding in the shadows is a chicken
A chicken of absolute death
Ready to kill the night time security guard at all costs
With just an eerie smile as Toy Chica stuffs you to death
With no eyes or beak or teeth or eyelashes to even speak of