Open Doors


   Opening but a crack
   Can't see in
   Not enough slack

   I'm very sure there's a monster inside
   Afraid they'd come out
   Began dancing about

   So I would hide
   Under the covers
   Hope to keep monsters outside

   Next morning I'd open the door wide
   Go in 
   Look around

   Nothing but my dirty clothes
   All over the ground
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