There's a Monster In My Closet
There's a monster in my closet,
But I am not afraid.
I even offered him some toast
With orange marmalade.
I lie there in the dark,
And listen to him munch.
I think he likes to nibble
For I never hear a crunch.
There's a monster in my closet.
I told my mom and dad.
They simply asked if he was good,
Or if he was bad.
He's very, very quiet.
He hardly makes a peep.
I listen for the longest time
Until I'm fast asleep.
There's a monster in my closet.
Scamper! Scurry! Squeak!
I hide under the blankets,
And then I take a peek!
I use my trusty flashlight.
A shadow's on the wall.
His body is so big and fat.
His head is very small.
There's a monster in my closet.
I toss my teddy bear.
I toss my favorite nursery rhymes.
I toss my underwear!
So father did some searching,
Especially for me.
It wasn't long before he made
A big discovery!
"There's a monster in your closet!
But do not be afraid."
And then he headed for the fridge.
"I'll fix this renegade!"
He put a little cheese
In a tiny little trap,
And caught a little mouse
With a sneaky, snacky... SNAP!
Copyright © Kim Mcadam | Year Posted 2019
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