The Marty Man

The Marty man, the Marty man, has come to play a game,
That torments your heart and drives you slowly insane,
Because the monsters in your childhood were fictional and plenty,
But you can’t escape the Marty man even though you’re over twenty.
He takes all of your dreams and fantasies,
Beautifully crafted into our reality,
For us to adore and watch with awe,
That we shall applause and demand for more,
Until in the last minutes unprovoked,
His actions leave us all silent and chocked,
The Marty man has brought you pain,
For your beloved characters die on screen again.
The Marty man, the Marty man has eyes everywhere,
Even if it seems he does not have the time to spare,
So be kind to strangers and pay your fees before they’re overdue,
Or the Marty man might write a chapter that was inspired by you.