27 December 2012
A rustle by the window Pounding feet walking in Moon light dancing through the corridors What monster has come in Sweating nervously Trying not to make a sound As I hear a scratching noise Just on the ground What terrible monster could it be With claws so long and sharp That could cut me With a slash and i’ll be dead Oh what terrible monster Has just climbed onto my bed I squeeze my eyes tight And expect the worst But left in suspense As a tickling sensation spreads across my face Oh no the monster is eating my face I think as I open my eyes wide But what I find Is no hideous monster With claws so sharp But a little kitten with whiskers so long Licking my face As she sleeps on my bed
*come on you would be scared too if this happened to you at 9:30 in the morning.
The Monster Licked My Face • Opuss № I