There Is A Monster Under My Bed

There is a monster under my bed
With big red eyes in his bumpy head.

Long yellow teeth and a big hooked nose,
Great furry feet with pudgy little toes.

Covered with whiskers all over his chin,
He's the ugliest of beasts that's ever been.

He snorts and snivels and grunts and groans.
If he caught me, he'd crunch my bones.

What is that sound coming from under my bed?
Or is it just something that I hear in my head?

If he's trying to scare me with his creepy voice,
I'll get up and scare him...if I had the choice.

But I'm so little and he is not;
Just think what he'd do if I were caught.

Well...maybe I'll just take a peek and see
If that's him under there waiting for me.

Oh goodness gracious, what's that poking out?
If it moves at all, I'm going to shout.

But here comes Mom to tuck me in.
She'll be able to get rid of him.

Reaching down without a care,
Quick as a wink, she pulls out...MY STUFFED BEAR.

That's my stuffed bear, he's my best friend.
I've been looking all over for him.

She knows that I need him when the lights go out,
To keep watch for monsters that come creeping about.

Then pulling my blanket up under my chin,
She gives me my bear and tucks us in.

I hold him close just under my arm
To keep that old monster from doing me harm.

As she gives me a smile, I know I'll be fine,
But it's time for sleep, since it's well past nine.

Then kissing my cheek, she hugs me tight.
No monsters will get me...well, at least not tonight.