You just recently, Got your new plush foxy, You lay him exactly in your closet. One night you woke up, By creaking from the closet, You got up. And grab your flashlight from your bedside table, in one hand.

You flash the light in there, To discover the now fox plush, Towering over you, Standing still now. As a animatronic, You immediately shut the closet door. And hear distorted laughing from inside.

Nightmare foxy: OPEN THE CLOSET UP MATEY!

he yelled furiously