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.
Bigfoot’s Hair
I cut the Bigfoot’s hair.
It gave me quite a scare,
He is sitting around in my chair,
And if you look in town square,
you can still see me there,
cutting the Bigfoots hair.
My Monster
A monster’s hiding in my bed
his horns are sharp
his eyes are red.
He is blob, his slime is seeping
up the bed, he is slowly creeping.
Oh geez, it’s climbing up.
I don’t want a piece of stuff.
Oh my, oh me, oh help, oh no!
Oh wait, it’s just Jell-O.