“The Monster Under My Bed”
The monster underneath my bed
Sang me lullabies in the night
Which quickly turned to nightmares
And gave me quite a fright!
But as I got older
He didn’t seem so bad
He couldn’t be much worse
Than the other lads
So I allowed him in
And he crawled into my heart
I fell in love with him
And was blinded from the start
But from there he asked
To make a home inside my brain
So I furnished it up nice for him
And allowed him to stay
And now he dwells within
But after everything
I fear I should’ve
Left him
Under
My
Bed
Instead of letting him in.
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