Goodnight Kisses
There is a monster under my bed
with its big, bulging eyes it snarls at me
until I withdraw my head from the side of the bed
and pull the covers up over myself.
There is a monster in my closet
with its wet, frothing mouth it hisses at me
until I shut the doors so I can see it no more
and tuck myself back in to bed.
There is a monster outside my room
with his beer in his hand he approaches me
until he is done and he believes he has won
and I cry myself back to sleep.
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