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Jun 2015
I know your hiding under my bed, I think your trying to
Hide unseen, but I know that Your there waiting to scare
Me out of my mind and out of my bed.

I wonder what you are? but I'm to scared to peak below
The covers, as the fright maybe To much. I may lose my
Mind, gone crazy they said.

I talk to you not expecting a word back, but a voice I hear
Is it in my head, we talk for a while not so scary.
Was it my imagination that ran wild is this all in my head.

We talk about scaring, and  who to scare the best, the fun
Of the fright, I talk to the monster under my bed, it may
Be scary, but now a friend who hides under the covers to
Make others jump with fright in darkness there scare is the best.

Be afraid when the light is out, as it may be my friend the
Monster waiting to scare you under your bed. Will you
Scream, will you shout, will you run when he visits your
Room under the bed when the lights turned out.
Poetic T
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