Under the bed
By Penny Trzynka
There’s a terrible green monster
Who lives beneath my bed
I hear his long white teeth click.
He’s waiting to be fed
I shiver under my sheets
And squeeze my eyes up tight.
Maybe if i lie real still
He won’t eat me tonight…
He taps me on the shoulder.
I don’t know what to do.
He looks at me and says
i’m scared! Can i get in with you
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