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Jun 2011
There are no monsters neath your bed
They are all inside your head
When you sleep they all come out
Singing, dancing all about
When you wake they fade from sight
(But they'll be back Tomorrow night!)
Wrote this for my Daughter back in '79...
Written by
Timothy Mooney
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   Andrea D Martin
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