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But one thing I dread—
At night, there's a kid
Up on top of my bed.
Mom says kids aren't real,
That it's all in my head.
Perhaps she should come
And sleep here instead.
I can hear that kid breathing
All during the night.
Sometimes I hear growling
That fills me with fright.
I've heard kids are hornless,
And not very hairy,
With only two eyeballs—
Now that's awfully scary!
Some have metal teeth
That they grind with their jaws,
While others have glitter
And paint on their claws!
Dad says I'm a wimp,
And it's all in my head.
Perhaps he should come
And get eaten instead.
I'm a brave little monster,
But one thing I dread
Is that darn creepy kid
That's on top of my bed.
I'm a brave little monster
But one thing I dread—
At night, there's a kid
Up on top of my bed.
Mom says kids aren't real,
That it's all in my head.
Perhaps she should come
And sleep here instead.
I can hear that kid breathing
All during the night.
Sometimes I hear growling
That fills me with fright.
I've heard kids are hornless,
And not very hairy,
With only two eyeballs—
Now that's awfully scary!
Some have metal teeth
That they grind with their jaws,
While others have glitter
And paint on their claws!
Dad says I'm a wimp,
And it's all in my head.
Perhaps he should come
And get eaten instead.
I'm a brave little monster,
But one thing I dread
Is that darn creepy kid
That's on top of my bed.
But one thing I dread—
At night, there's a kid
Up on top of my bed.
Mom says kids aren't real,
That it's all in my head.
Perhaps she should come
And sleep here instead.
I can hear that kid breathing
All during the night.
Sometimes I hear growling
That fills me with fright.
I've heard kids are hornless,
And not very hairy,
With only two eyeballs—
Now that's awfully scary!
Some have metal teeth
That they grind with their jaws,
While others have glitter
And paint on their claws!
Dad says I'm a wimp,
And it's all in my head.
Perhaps he should come
And get eaten instead.
I'm a brave little monster,
But one thing I dread
Is that darn creepy kid
That's on top of my bed.
I'm a brave little monster
But one thing I dread—
At night, there's a kid
Up on top of my bed.
Mom says kids aren't real,
That it's all in my head.
Perhaps she should come
And sleep here instead.
I can hear that kid breathing
All during the night.
Sometimes I hear growling
That fills me with fright.
I've heard kids are hornless,
And not very hairy,
With only two eyeballs—
Now that's awfully scary!
Some have metal teeth
That they grind with their jaws,
While others have glitter
And paint on their claws!
Dad says I'm a wimp,
And it's all in my head.
Perhaps he should come
And get eaten instead.
I'm a brave little monster,
But one thing I dread
Is that darn creepy kid
That's on top of my bed.
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