There’s a Monster
There’s a monster
under my bed
She said
Impossible to conster
Outside her head,
Its dialect was Fred!
Rabid poseur,
A kind word it pled
Love me instead
Of unicorns and teddy bears
That stuff and nonsense
Will desert you in the end
And only I will ever be your friend!
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