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There's a monster in the basement In the shadows of the stairs. There's a monster in the basement And I'm sure he's covered in hair. I have never seen him But he smells like ***** socks. His breath is just as stinky And his skin is hard as rocks. There's a monster in my closet Behind my toys and all my books. There's a monster in my closet Daddy, take a look. “There’s nothing in your closet, Take a look for yourself, Just clothes hanging from a hanger And some books upon a shelf.” There’s a monster under my bed In the darkness behind my shoes There’s a monster under my bed I can hear him as he moves. “There’s nothing there, it’s getting late Sweet dreams, sleep tight, good night. You don’t need to be afraid, I won’t turn out the lights.” There's a monster here beside me Turns out he's just scared too Of thunderstorms and dark, dark rooms And even me and you. 5/19/19
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 8:07 AM UTC
There's a Monster
There's a monster in the basement In the shadows of the stairs. There's a monster in the basement And I'm sure he's covered in hair. I have never seen him But he smells like ***** socks. His breath is just as stinky And his skin is hard as rocks. There's a monster in my closet Behind my toys and all my books. There's a monster in my closet Daddy, take a look. “There’s nothing in your closet, Take a look for yourself, Just clothes hanging from a hanger And some books upon a shelf.” There’s a monster under my bed In the darkness behind my shoes There’s a monster under my bed I can hear him as he moves. “There’s nothing there, it’s getting late Sweet dreams, sleep tight, good night. You don’t need to be afraid, I won’t turn out the lights.” There's a monster here beside me Turns out he's just scared too Of thunderstorms and dark, dark rooms And even me and you. 5/19/19
JBMoore
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 8:07 AM UTC
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