You try to run.
You try to hide.
But the chasing villan will not subside.
He was once your friend.
But he is now quite scary.
You can no longer think of how he once made you merry.
You dash over here.
You scamper over there.
That colorful friend follows you everywhere.
But now it's too late.
He has you in his clasp.
You gaze at his painted on smile as you breathe your last gasp.