There are monsters under my bed:
There are monsters under my bed
With their evil eyes gleaming red
They have blood stained teeth
Designed to rip me limb from limb
My killing will be very brief
Yes, this spectacle is very grim
This happens every night
No sleep and to much fear
I have decided to fight
And kick this monsters rear
But I know that after I have fought
The chance of surviving for long
Will be one thousand to naught
So I call my secret weapon:
MOM!
soooooo, what do you think?
