As I lie in bed tonight,
I think of things that give me fright,
from mummies in their grimy tombs,
to closet creatures in my room.
I hear a deafening growl and then,
I know my doom is sealed.
The end.
A Collection of Poetry, Writing and Art
A Collection of Poetry, Writing and Art
As I lie in bed tonight,
I think of things that give me fright,
from mummies in their grimy tombs,
to closet creatures in my room.
I hear a deafening growl and then,
I know my doom is sealed.
The end.