Under the Bed
 
 


by Penny Trzynka
 
   
There’s a terrible green monster
who lives beneath my bed.
I hear his long white teeth click.
He’s waiting to be fed.
I shiver underneath my sheets
and squeeze my eyes up tight.

Maybe if I lie real still
he won’t eat me tonight…
He taps me on the shoulder.
I don’t know what to do.
He looks at me and says, “I’m scared!
Can I get in with you?”



Text © Penny Trzynka, reprinted from Dinner with Dracula, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Mike and Carl Gordon. Any copying or use of this poem or illustration without consent is unlawful.


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