Saturday Morning Special

The Monster Under My Bed

The monster under my bed

has not one, but two heads

he snarls with anger and hate

for he has no one to relate

he stands almost eight feet tall

scratching all night against the wall

sleeping all day when its light

haunting and scaring the rest of the night

his teeth are jagged and rotten

common hygiene he has forgotten

making his breath wreak atrocious

and all that much more ferocious

his eyes are as fierce as could be

maybe its because he has three

his nose is rounded and wide

his hair is long, scraggly and dyed

his toe nails have never been cut

his finger nails have been somewhat

he is the creepiest thing you have seen

his skin is some yellow and green

but what makes him so frightening

is the sound he makes when there's lightning

a screech like nothing you've heard

so loud its almost absurd

I wonder what makes him do this

a monster from the deepest abyss

could he be the one whose scared

covering his ears as the thunder blared

I looked into his eyes with compassion

he looked back in the strangest fashion

one of his eyes focused on me

the other two on the fast falling tree

he grabbed me and saved me from death

as I was still holding my breath

I looked up to see his face

slowly opening my eyes just in case

he glared back at me and he smiled

and said you are most welcome child

I couldn't believe what went down

my life surely had turned around

I thought it was all going to end

instead I have a new monster friend

by Alex