Creepy Cart Squeaky Wheels  Dangling Horror Frightened Squeals    Rusted Blades Hatchets Knives  Cruel Scissors Fear Arrives  Around The Corner  He Comes with his Wares  Reciting Twisted Poetry  With an Evil Glare  Darkness Gathered 'Round Him  Terror From His Lips  Get Too Close  You'll Lose your Fingertips    Through the Gate you blindly pass  This Pleasure Visit could be your last  Little Men and Whirling Blades  Pain or Death for those who stray    Dawn the Hatch to Burn and Melt  Bloated Purple Busted Belt  Flung to Pieces Shrunken Down  Up the Pipe Boiler Bound