Monster in My Closet C. R. Sweeney

What’s that in my closet? Whatever shall I do? There’s a monster in my closet Oh, how I wish my mother knew Mother sent me on to bed And told me to go to bed I pulled the covers up over my head But I just had to take a peek

There he was, all large and hairy With giant glowing eyes Grownups say there are no monsters Why tell kids such lies? In the darkness of my room I could still see the hideous sight Oh how I wish Mother would come Open the door and switch on the light

“Mother!” I managed to cry out loud Her footsteps grew louder as she neared The door swung open, the light turned on And the monster disappeared!