Monsters In My Closet (Watch Out Fathers) ---Poem

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Daddy, there's monster's in my closet!

Honey, nothing's there.

But daddy..

Oh oh, look down there!

I already did,

there's nothing there.

Now come on hunny,

get back up there.

I can't get back in bed,

There's one underneath.

He's gonna eat me, daddy,

with his big, huge teeth!

I looked under the bed,

No monsters today.

Now come back up,

Right now, Sally May.

Daddy don't leave the room!

I have to hunny.

But daddy, please!

Be quiet or no allowance money.

Now im left alone,

With all the monsters.

The one with the huge teeth,

and the one I named Collar.

Collar is his name,

Mostly because he's like a dog.

But when he comes out,

There's all this fog.

He growls and grunts,

Like a mean bull .

Sometimes it's scary,

But Sometimes it cool.

He tells me to follow him,

I don't know how I understand.

But i do it anyway,

And he takes me to this fairytale land.

We dance around,

Have a good time.

We drink fruity drinks,

With Coconut and lime.

But then it gets scary.

I'm having fun,

with him and the others,

Then they run.

They run fast,

Faster than a horse.

Making me feel bad,

like im failing an obstacle course.

Then im left alone,

in the dark,

loking around .

but then i hear a bark,

it keeps going,

so i follow the sound.

i find something wierd,

something big, hairy, and round.

It's Collar,

Eating my dad.

I can't believe it,

But it makes me really sad.

So in real life,

I feel that it's important to get the monsters out.

For my father to know,

That he needs to watch out.

So i wake up the next morning,

to find my father in bed.

I shake him, roll him over,

to find his body dead.

Next time you should listen,

When i say there's big monsters.

So all of you kids,

Warn and save your fathers.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 22, 2012 ⏰

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