Eyskare Thapansoff

As I wait in this closet intending to scare,
with my frightening fangs and my prey who knows where,
and my ghoul friends attending the graves of the dead,
do I stay here or do I go under the bed?

For I’m Eyskare Thapansoff, the monster in wait;
every night in his room you will find me up late.
Little Jimmy will so get a hint of my growl
as he hides undercover when I start to prowl.

Now I hear the commotion far down in the hall,
and I gear up my scare for the howl of it all.
Here they come as they have done so often before;
Jimmy’s mom leads the way as she opens the door.

For I’m Eyskare Thapansoff, the monster who knows;
every night it is my job to hinder repose.
I can cause a great shadow to add to the fright
as I stalk through the room in the dead of the night.

Here I am underneath as she tucks in her lad;
(it’s a Spiderman bed and the cover’s not bad.)
So I’ll hide here a little until she’s away,
then I’ll ease my way out and go after my prey.

I am Eyskare Thapansoff and I monster mash;
if he turns on the light, I am gone in a flash.
I am here to send shivers down shoulder and spine;
every night I begin at a quarter to nine.

Now I hear Jimmy breathing--I know he’s awake,
and it’s time to spread fear for it’s fear that I make.
So as I once again start to turn up the dread,
Jimmy pulls up the covers right over his head.

For I’m Eyskare Thapansoff and I’ll wait for you;
while he’s deep below cover, I’ve little to do.
But I know soon enough he will come up to breathe--
I will be here in wait, you can surely believe!

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