I think there is a monster living under my bed,
Should he come out to play I will surely be dead,
From the bed to the rug to the door I leapt,
Then out of the door, while the creature slept,
Is he green is he black is he blue or brown,
Does he look like a dragon or white faced clown,
Why does he live there, I want to know,
And, cant we persuade him to get up and go,
Then the answer it came as I peeped round the door,
To be rid of the monster, we will sleep on the floor.
by me
Val
Should he come out to play I will surely be dead,
From the bed to the rug to the door I leapt,
Then out of the door, while the creature slept,
Is he green is he black is he blue or brown,
Does he look like a dragon or white faced clown,
Why does he live there, I want to know,
And, cant we persuade him to get up and go,
Then the answer it came as I peeped round the door,
To be rid of the monster, we will sleep on the floor.
by me
Val
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I remember being terrified of even putting my arm out of the duvet when I was small for fear ot those lurkers under the bed!
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