There was once a beast unknown,
He was heard but alas never seen,
And oh how he would cry,
About how he would die,
And especially of that man most mean.
To be a slave to the dark,
Oh how he must hurt,
For the work of saving such a soul,
For such dastardly work.
“You ask why this is called Suspect Number Two?
Quite simply because I am number one, and now- where would that leave you…?“