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"A Bedtime Story" Copyright 2002.Britton Willits. (I wrote this for my nephew who is afraid of the dark)
Shake the covers from my head Dreams of monsters dreams of dread Roll me over once or twice Pray I make it through the night Hold my breath there's something there Something creeping up the stairs I cannot move but to shake with fear Trapped so deep inside of here
Got to get out of here I've never loved the sun so dear
If I move I'm dead for sure Just lie still remain secure I'd never make it to the door For I'd certainly be gored It would eat me whole feet first Making me witness to the worst I hope the daylight's coming soon I don't find solace in the moon
Got to get out of here I've never loved the sun so dear
If I fall asleep I may Not wake up to seize the day If I battle aliens Who attack for no reason If I live through great peril Will I taint the outside world Ask the watchers to keep me safe And drive the demons far away
Got to get out of here I've never loved the sun so dear
[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-02-2002).]
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