Not the little things...

I have a poem for you, little man,
don't be scared of the boogie man,
Don't fear those slippers,
so fluffy and dark,
Don't go with that guy,
for a walk in the park...

For if you do,
all we'll find,
is what that man,
has left behind...

And we'll send some cops, looking,
through, and through,
and they wont find you,
this story is true... =)