The Monster Under my Bed

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by cool-pineapple

by cool-pineapple

                                    
                                              His breath was a terrible smell.
His feet were pretty bad as well.
He had fur, feathers, and scales.
He even had a monkey's tail.
                          His snores make the house shake.
So, I just lay and stay awake.
He takes my blanket, which is mean.
So, I bought a sewing machine.
                          On the tv he watched people sew.
He learned the right direction to go.
He was an expert, there was no doubt.
When he finished, he let out a shout.

                          He held it up with a great, big grin.
Now the monster had one for him.
He finished it in just one night.
Now he sleeps better, and so do I.