by Alexis Tue Mar 22, 2011 7:41 pmThe monsters in the house moved at night,
Only pour Katie could hear them, alone with her fright.
Her mummy and daddy were always asleep,
When the beasts awoke and made the floorboards creak.
Shivering on her bed, hidden between the sheets
The air still and cold, there is silence, and she peeks.
The noises start, the cries the screams!
Goblins and bone-eaters, there were more than just dreams!
They had come to take her, to eat her alive,
To be gnawed on and torn with no hope to survive.
She screamed, silent and lost in the deafening roar
Claws, hands, tentacles grabbed as she wept “please no more!”
Her bed was behind and her fate near ahead
There was no doubt that she would soon be dead
Such horrid faces what would-could they do?
Her stomach sank as she saw a boiling human stew.
The cold dank cell began to spin
As little Katie was tossed right in!
Her small pink body began to boil
Eyes wide, kicking and screaming in turmoil
But soon again she was back in her bed,
No- I could not have been all in her head!
They were still there, they all were
Evil demons of the night, always watching her
Katie soon began to weep,
Though she did her best to try and sleep.
Her mother and morning came the next day,
And chased those nasty monsters away.
But it was too late, and there little Katie’s body lay still
A hole made in a mother’s heart, one impossible to fill.
Only pour Katie could hear them, alone with her fright.
Her mummy and daddy were always asleep,
When the beasts awoke and made the floorboards creak.
Shivering on her bed, hidden between the sheets
The air still and cold, there is silence, and she peeks.
The noises start, the cries the screams!
Goblins and bone-eaters, there were more than just dreams!
They had come to take her, to eat her alive,
To be gnawed on and torn with no hope to survive.
She screamed, silent and lost in the deafening roar
Claws, hands, tentacles grabbed as she wept “please no more!”
Her bed was behind and her fate near ahead
There was no doubt that she would soon be dead
Such horrid faces what would-could they do?
Her stomach sank as she saw a boiling human stew.
The cold dank cell began to spin
As little Katie was tossed right in!
Her small pink body began to boil
Eyes wide, kicking and screaming in turmoil
But soon again she was back in her bed,
No- I could not have been all in her head!
They were still there, they all were
Evil demons of the night, always watching her
Katie soon began to weep,
Though she did her best to try and sleep.
Her mother and morning came the next day,
And chased those nasty monsters away.
But it was too late, and there little Katie’s body lay still
A hole made in a mother’s heart, one impossible to fill.
(Incase Al comes along)
