There is a quiet calm in the
stillness of the night
An eerie air to breath, creates a
certain fright
The kids are tucked away, snuggled
in their bed
But the parents wide awake, a
foreboding sense of dread
Pajamas were their armor, with pillows
as their shield
They grabbed all their weapons,
their house a battlefield
Trampling through the hallway,
monsters coming round
Mom and dad are waiting, ready to
knock the baddies down
First came the water monster, making dry beds to turn to wet
They are tricky ones to stop,
unless you have a special net
Armed with a bag of sponges, to sop
the monster up
They soaked him up real good, and
trapped him in a cup
Then came the noisy monster,
amplifying the night sound
He made it seem like raccoon's, were
all rummaging around
To defeat him meant that silence,
would be the order of the hour
Ear plugs along with ear muffs,
proved to be a mighty power
Then came the pitch dark monster,
impossible to see
Scaring children senseless, not
knowing where he’d be
The darkness is combated, by a
teeny bit of light
It let the children see around in
the middle of the night
Then came the bright light monster,
who seemed brighter than the sun
Darkness was the only option for
this battle to be won
There is only one way known, to
stop this bright charade
They’d cover up the monster, with a
yellowish lampshade
Lastly came the nightmare monster,
invading children’s dreams
He would creep in late at night,
scaring the precious little things
There is no stopping him for this
monster is a ghost
The parents here are helpless I
guess the kiddies then are toast
But thankfully when this monster
comes, it isn't very strong
Because in the waking world, this
monster does not belong.
And if the children wake, with
sleepless eyeballs red
They know they can always jump in
to mommy and daddy’s bed
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