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Well I lay in bed, the room so dark
the trees in the wind sway back and forth
the owl hoots outside my window's ledge,
and the ghouls and goblins cant keep still.
The monster in my closet is having a party,
the noise keeps you wake all night.
The monster under my bed is snoring.
the whole house is alive.
There is a mouse in the kitchen eating everything.
There is a vampire in my attic that's dancing
to the music in my closet so scary,
everything is just not right.
The bat outside my window, is staring
with its big green eyes as,
just wanting to get in and eat you alive.
The monster in my basement is praying
to get the party in my closet to stop playing .
cant they just compromise.
So if now you go to bed just watch,
the monster just might come out to play.
- by Kitt ShadowDeath |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/12/2016 |
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- Title: the house is alive
- Artist: Kitt ShadowDeath
- Description: this is a piece that I wrote one day when I couldn't sleep. so yea its more of a tired get outta my head poem.
- Date: 01/12/2016
- Tags: house alive monsters
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