when i am in my bed at night. <br />i cuddle my one eyed teddy so very tight, <br />monsters come alive in the dark, <br />spikey, hairy bad breath scary beasts, <br />looking for us children for there midnight feasts. <br /> <br />they wait till my daddy closes the door, <br />then out they come from under the floor, <br />i dare not scream or cry, <br />for i would end up in a large children pie. <br /> <br />they try to creep but i hear there heavy feet, <br />then they roll under my bed, <br />waiting for my legs to hang over the edge, <br />so they can grab me and gobble me up, <br />or take me to there cave to be a slave instead. <br /> <br />Taylor my bestest friend, <br />told me how to kill them, <br />i must shine a torch into there big black eyes, <br />then they will shrink, into little harmless flies. <br /> <br />i have heard my mum scream at night, <br />but she says it not because of the monsters, <br />its daddy driving her bonkers <br />because of his snoring, <br />but i think she is telling me fibs, <br />because she doesnt want to <br />look scared in front of the kids!<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-time-monsters-for-c-j-heck/
