This is only
a thought but I think there are monsters under the bed.
And they are
ugly and stinky but I keep them well fed.
I don’t know
if not they are ugly but I know they are stinky I smell them every night.
That’s why I
always make sure I’m wrapped up
tight.
As for their
feedings I make sure I steal them some food.
I make sure
it’s the best to keep them in a good enough mood.
And I’m
sacred that if I don’t feed them some of my dinner.
We will get
in a fight and I won’t be the WINNER.
I always
wonder what the horrid creatures look like.
But I stop
and remember that I might be their next victim to strike.
I think there
are monsters under my bed, they will always be in a nightmare.
But the fact
that they don’t get my brother is really unfair.