Razthor

I am the terror that flaps in the night,

I am the switch that derails your train
I am the surprise in your cereal box
I am the fast food that comes back to haunt you
I am the meter on the cab of justice
I am the cholesterol that clogs your arteries
I am the slug that slimes your beggonias
I am the wrong number that wakes you at 3 am
I am the batteries that aren’t included
I am the blown fuse that blacks you out
I am the ten dollars service charge on all returned checks
I am the repairman who tells you your warranty has run out
I am the weirdo that sits next to you on the bus
I am the fingernail that scraps the chalkboard of your soul
I am the weed wacker in the garden of evil
I am the single career man all women want to date

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