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Jan 2014
No harm will come to you under your covers at night.
Grab Mr. Teddy and turn out the light
Know mummy and daddy are right outside your door,
No monsters are coming to hurt you anymore
Yet under the blanket on top of the bed,
you closet is empty but full is your head.
Under the covers in the covers of night
you don't have the courage, you've run out of light
That monster shares your blanket, darling it's true
It's not under your bed now the monster is you.
Alex
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