Yankee Doodle went to town
Riding on a pony.
Scooby and gang ripped his face off
Proving he’s a phony!
Tag Archives: Scary
The Night Owl’s Fear
I’m quite afraid to say
But there’s been a terrible mistake:
It’s before 9:00 AM on a Sunday
And I’m up, about, awake!
I’m not tired, droopy, moody.
I’d say I feel okay.
I guess I’ll go to bed again
And hope it goes away.
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After the Rave
What is orange
And six feet tall
And smells like it is dead?
This isn’t a joke.
I’m asking you
Because one is in my bed.
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Blind Dates
When she looks at me
Children scream and flowers die.
Probably no big deal…
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But It’s Organic!
It had an extra leg, I think,
And several extra eyes.
I don’t know how it got into my drink.
Oh look at that… it flies!
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The Monster’s Bad Day
I hide under your bed,
And I listen to you sleep.
I’m a hairy, hungry monster,
And a very scary creep.
I slide from under the mattress
And I long to hear your screams,
But as I lean over your face
My pants year at the seams.
Well I cover up my booty
And composure I regain.
Then I step on a Lego
And my mind goes numb from pain.
I stumble back and bite my tongue
And try to silent be.
Then your eyes flap open
And you take a look at me.
It seems bizarre to you,
So you think it’s a nightmare.
So you fall asleep, and I silently scream:
“This monster’s life ain’t fair.”
So I slink back to the ground
And crawl back beneath your bed.
Tomorrow I’ll do better.
Tomorrow you’ll be dead….
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