The Boogeyman'Ll Getcha
The Boogeyman'll getcha if ya don't watch out.
The Boogeyman'll getcha if ya try to go out.
So stay inside and cover up your head.
Pull your feet up tight, could be under the bed.
The Boogeyman'll getcha, he's out on the hunt,
So disguise yourself and growl and grunt.
If you must go out you just might get by,
If you look like a ghost and moan and sigh.
He's free to roam till the Witching Hour,
So till midnight's passed our plight is dour;
So out on the doorstep leave him some treats,
'Cause he's coming by for something to eat.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2019
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