Slenderman's BS in Forestry

Deep in the heart of a Georgia forest

An eerie fog settles in to signal twilight

It is the perfect time to study the woodlands

The Slenderman wanders along a nameless path

Searching and watching and listening

Being tall, he feels like a tree

Being surrounded by many, he feels home

This is the feeling, the feeling of belonging

It is something rightfully so, the fascination

This is what gets him to class each day

But it comes as no surprise that field labs are his favorite

Time spent in the trees is time slowed down and unbothered

Still and silent, he is one with the forest

Tired and accomplish, he is one with a bachelors in science