The Monster in the Wardrobe

monsterThere’s a monster in the bedroom
You don’t want to anger
It lives inside the wardrobe
And dines on your coat hanger

The wife she thinks I’m crazy
The neighbour he just mocks
I’m fairly certain the monster
Occasionally eats my socks

It snacks on your shirt buttons
And feasts on underwear
I thought this warning
To you, I should give and share

Beware the bedroom monster
It will eat all your clothes
Scoff the sCarf and mittens
You keep for when it snows

Munch on ties and slippers
Crease your shirts and troos
Feast on coats and jackets
Nibble upon your shoes

Watch out for the bedroom monster
As you make the bed
These things to you won’t happen
If you keep your clothes in the shed.

 

 

Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists where I am more than qualified enough to talk confidently about absolute shite and bollocks.

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