I Live Under the Bed

I live under the bed
Sleep with the “dust kittens”
I guess I appear scary
To the children
When they catch a glimpse of me.
Not my fault!!
Every time I come out
From under the bed
The “dust Kittens”
Come along with me
making me look
large and unshapely.
I have a simple request:
“please clean under the bed”
That will take care of the “dust kittens”
And, I hope, my scariness.
Oh, and kindly use a soft mop
Those brooms hurt.

John G. Lawless
©5/10/2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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May 15, 2023 at 4:53 AM
was this written for a grand afraid of the dark or are you perhaps literally sleeping under the bed? I guess I didn't quite get this one.
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