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Childrens Bedtime Poetry
MONSTERS DON’T LIVE UNDER THE BED. I have a friend, who’s a friend of a friend Who swears there are monsters under our beds. I told him I looked, and I didn’t see none. he said in the day time your not going to see one. But if you were to look, after midnight I’d watch my head, cause he might take a bite. I told him I looked after twelve o’clock and a monster I tell you there certainly was not. Then I asked him, if he’d ever seen one. he said I didn’t look, you think I am dumb I said no really, you say that there is But if you never saw one, how do you know that there is? He claimed that he never, saw one again but he had a friend, who’s a friend of a friend. Richard C. Johns (c) 1998
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