Check'd 4 digit palindrome.
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of The Thriller.
The fuck you gotta make so much sense for, anon? That's some smart shit right there.