As I lay, in my warm Bed <br />All the Monsters run through my Head <br />Gruesome, Mean, Horrible, Things <br />I wonder what this night Brings? <br /> <br />I dare not Look under my Bed <br />Close my eyes Tight Instead <br />Wishing they would all go Away <br />And never come back, in any Way <br /> <br />I still cannot Sleep <br />And I am dying to Peek <br />But this I really Dread <br />What could be under my Bed? ? ? <br /> <br />So I slowly leaned Over <br />With a Flashlight, Moreover <br />I shinned the light in the Dark Space <br />And my Dog was waggling his tail all over the Place<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/monsters-under-the-bed/
