The other night 'bout two o'clock, or maybe it was three, <br />An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me. <br />His trunk was wavin' in the air an' spoutin' jets of steam <br />An' he was out to eat me up, but still I didn't scream <br />Or let him see that I was scared - a better thought I had, <br />I just escaped from where I was and crawled in bed with Dad. <br /> <br />One time there was a giant who was horrible to see, <br />He had three heads and twenty arms, an' he came after me <br />And red hot fire came from his mouths and every hand was red <br />And he declared he'd grind my bones and make them into bread. <br />But I was just too smart for him, I fooled him mighty bad, <br />Before his hands could collar me I crawled in bed with Dad. <br /> <br />I ain't scared of nothin' that comes pesterin' me at night. <br />Once I was chased by forty ghosts all shimmery an' white. <br />An' I just raced 'em round the room an' let 'em think maybe <br />I'd have to stop an' rest awhile, when they could capture me. <br />Then when they leapt onto my bed, Oh Gee! But they were mad <br />To find that I had slipped away an' crawled in bed with Dad. <br /> <br />No giants, ghosts or elephants have dared to come in there <br />'Coz if they did he'd beat 'em up and chase 'em to their lair. <br />They just hang 'round the children's rooms <br />an' snap an' snarl an' bite <br />An' laugh if they can make 'em yell <br />for help with all their might. <br />But I don't ever yell out loud. I'm not that sort of lad, <br />I slip from out the covers and I crawl in bed with Dad.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-brave-at-night/
