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The Dak Dak
The Dak Dak The room is small With spaceships on the wall paper A narrow brown wooden table sits quietly under the window. Dark navy blue curtains fall With cars and red, faded rockets A small metal chair sits on the slatted floor. It is midnight says the grinning, frog faced clock And it is the time when the Dak Dak comes out. He waits, until the house is silent Until the adults are asleep Then he crawls from under the boy sized bed. His body smaller than his large green head With a single eye, he stares, unable to blink Large teeth glint, with sharpened points. It is midnight says the story in the book And it is the time when the Dak Dak comes out. Human sense, crawls up the sleepers neck A slithering, creeping scary alarm There is no scream in the throat It is buried in the fear of what came from under the bed Only rapid panic rises to its height To move the arms and pull the covers over the head It is midnight shouts father, stop messing about It is tomorrow when the Dak Dak next comes out.
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