Please don’t look under my bed . . .
You might just lose your head.
I whacked the pizza twice
But I still don’t think its dead.
If you do look under there
You will find my underwear!
I think it’s grown eyes and legs
And possibly facial hair.
The pudding from last week
Has really begun to reek!
I put it in my backpack . . .
Then it melted and it leaked.
The dinosaurs have grown mad
Eating food that has gone bad!
They have formed a small army –
And they like to eat moms and dads.
My bed please pass it by
If you want to keep your eye.
But if you really want to look . . .
Please kiss your tush goodbye.
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