The Bogeyman

As children my sisters and I would frighten one another with tales of the bogeyman!


The Bogeyman

So not to put his prey to flight
slowly, with stealth he walks the night.
Sheathed in black from head to toe.
Heaven help his foolish foe.

Don't look behind you lest you find
you are the one he has in mind.
Hasten home and close the door,
slam the bolt shut, hear him roar.

Or, is it just our hearts we hear
pulsating with our childish fear
of the unknown bogeyman,
here to catch us if he can.

Check carefully beneath the bed
then on the pillow lay your head.
Try to sleep to no avail
waiting for his eerie wail.

At last tired eyes can't stay awake
and quaking limbs now cease to shake.
Sleep steals o'er the childish heart,
makes the bogeyman depart.



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