Little kids always think that there's a monster in their room at sometime in their life. They get scared in the middle of the night and mom and dad will come in and reassure them that they are safe. There are no monsters in the closet. There are no monsters under the bed. Here is a poem I wrote about a little kid who has monsters come out from under the bed at night. They don't come to scare him, but to get him into trouble. But, the picture I posted is more of a cute monster reading with a little girl. I thought it was sweet, so I added it. :-P You can never grow wrong with a picture. Anyway... Let me know what you think! Comment, share, and enjoy! :-)
Monsters Under Your Bed
Nighttime is when
Monsters begin
To tiptoe and creep
Towards you as you sleep.
They will get you awake
By the noises they make.
They'll mess up your hair
Because they don't care.
They are monsters you see
And they'll do as they please.
They will tickle your toes
And they'll tug on your nose.
Using their armpit jelly
They'll make your room smelly.
Throwing clothes on the floor
And scratching up the floor.
They will break all of your toys
With a joyous monster noise.
And when they are threw
Destroying your room
They will make sure the blame
Is on you. It's a shame.
But your mom never sees
She only thinks you tease.
And your dad rolls his eyes.
To him they are just lies.
So until the next night
You'll just have to sleep tight.
And simply live with the fact
That your room's always attacked.
Live with being annoyed
With your room all destroyed
And the monsters will take pride
Under your bed where they hide.
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