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Mosters Creep

By , Victoria, MN
Once upon a midnight moon
I was feeling pretty gloom..
my body was stiff as rocks
and i counted three chicken pox.
The night grew dreary
and my room turned errie.
The monster under my bed..
gave me vivid thoughts in my head,
thinking of evil deeds,
I about lost all my beads.
I'll go to sleep so he..
wont eat me.





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