Bedtime Monsters

Edward looked under the bed 
and sighed.
'Under there is where a 
monster could hide'. He looked 
in the wardrobe and shook his 
head, 'this is worse than under 
the bed!' 
He looked in the toy chest and 
held back the tears 'a monster 
could hide in here for years!'
He looked in the toy cupboard 
and let out a growl. 'There's 
plenty of room for a monster 
to prowl!'
He heard feet on the stairs 
and the door opened wide, he 
needed somewhere quick to 
hide!
Mummys are good at keeping 
monster away, so he jumped 
in the toy chest and decided to 
stay.
Edward the monster preferred 
under the bed, but tonight 
he'd sleep in the toy chest 
instead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Murray-Foreman Avatar
December 9, 2013 at 4:54 PM
Hi everyone. Sorry for the long silence. For any of you that may be interested, this poem is now selling as an illustrated childrens book on Amazon. It is called Bedtime for Edward and is available in the US, EU and UK.xx
Eastman Avatar
August 19, 2012 at 9:02 AM
Brings back memories of when my brother and I would race to bed. The last one had to go turn off the light. So scary back then. My brother kept losing so carried a flashlight to bed... Of course, it also allowed him to read under the covers... later.
Chakrapany Avatar
July 8, 2012 at 7:09 AM
brilliant imagination .thank you for sharing .jk
Palmer Avatar
July 6, 2012 at 1:23 PM
lol lol.great write Shelly
A  Avatar
June 7, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Xool poem*luv~SKAT
Grisetti Avatar
June 6, 2012 at 4:43 PM
I like this humorous tale of monsters. mine was an alligator (really the shadow of a tree branch) that I was sure was going to eat me.
Caulfield Avatar
June 6, 2012 at 4:33 PM
Shelly, this poem is really cute. I hope there's no monster hiding under my bed. They give me the willies. Your last name is the same as my maiden name. My parents are Dorcas and David Foreman.I was born in Toronto, Canada
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