Hey there, li’l kid!
What are you doing up so late?
Hasn’t Mommy warned you
Of the monsters that prey on the weak?
The Darkness has begun its conquest
The Darkness, full of terrors
With creatures lurking in the shadows
And owls hooting in their nests.
When light is consumed
And Ole Grim Reaper returns
Rather be afraid than awake, li’l kid
Horrors lie in this endless night.
When all you see is pitch black
And Mommy shuts the door
That’s when the shadows growl
That’s when the hunt commences.
Nightmares ride into your sleep
And stallions stampede in chaos
On the head steed sits the Tyrant
The Ruthless Night, in its cruelest form.
When mayhem and fear take over your reins,
When Light is consumed and Dark conquers,
Won’t you listen to me and tuck yourself in?
Won’t you listen to your oldest friend?
-The Monster Under Your Bed
Does it really bother us or are we programmed to respond to it?
Will the child fear darkness if he is not told to?
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