In the dead of night, when all is still

The Vaccinator comes, with a sinister thrill

He moves like a shadow, without a sound

His needle glinting, in the moon's pale light

With a flick of his wrist, he strikes like a snake

His victims fall prey, to his deadly wake

They writhe in terror, as the poison flows

Their screams echo, through the empty halls

But the Vaccinator, he does not care

He is driven by a madman's despair

To rid the world, of all disease

He will stop at nothing, to achieve his goal

So beware, dear reader, as you go about your day

The Vaccinator, may come your way

And when he does, you must be strong

For the fate that awaits, is nothing short of wrong.

kek

"write a horror poem about vaccination" From https://chat.openai.com/chat