A Bakura Poem

It's a dark and stormy night

Gloominess is in the air as well as a heightened sense of fear

In many abandoned buildings and caves he will appear

Dueling you to scare you out of your mind all the while tapping into your fear

He can smell it he can taste it he can see your fear in your eyes when you look at him

And that in itself only makes him smile evilly and laugh with glee