The Monster In the Loo

It scares me going to the loo, I know it’s something I must do, go for a piddle or number two, I know it’s just the same for you. But the loo might be a monster’s lair, lurking around just to scare. If it had teeth I couldn’t bare the fact that it might just be there. What if the monster had two heads? I’d have to hide under my bed. From then on, I would always dread and have to cross my legs instead. The monster might try pull me down, for then I would surely drown. Thinking of it makes me frown, especially in my dressing gown. It might be as big as a tree, heaven forbid, I’d have to flee. That’s far too big don’t you agree, I would never ever want to pee. Oh someone, please, help me so and tell the monster he must go. ‘though mother swears he will not show if up to bed I shall tip toe!