Monster In My Closet

A Monster in My Closet There’s a monster in my closet He’s looking right at me; His eyes glow red – his teeth are green; He’s as scary as can be. There’s an ogre in the corner I know for sure he’s there; I can smell his breath from here And see his slimy hair. There’s a gremlin right behind my chair, Growling like a beast; Slowly now he creeps toward me; Someone stop him please! There's a giant river troll Underneath my bed; Snorting, drooling, hiding there - I think his name is Fred?! There’s a creature on my ceiling Hanging from one claw; Waiting just to pounce on me With his grimy paws. There’s phantom at my desk Silent as can be, Hovering up in the air, Giant as a big oak tree. There’s a goblin at my window Trying to get in; Tapping on the windowpane; I see his sneering grin. My mother comes to check on me; She sees my fear, my fright; Sitting on my bed she says: “Turn on the light!”