The Monster-Poem

The monster staring into your deep dark soul,

Suddenly you feel as if your forever falling down a hole,

You try to run there is no escape,

Your own vision stretches to a very strange dark shape.

 

The monster staring into your deep dark soul,

This monster as scary and as hairy as a mole,

My mind just went blank,

The monster let me live this time I gave a huge thanks.

 

The monster staring into your deep dark soul,

To get away is my only goal,

This time he wouldn’t let me run,

He was coming as fast as a dangerous bullet from a gun.

 

The monster staring into your deep dark soul,

I thought that I would get eaten I was in a giant fruit bowl,

Bang the gun had been fired,

When it gets me will it cook me in a burning hot fryer?

 

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