When bedtime comes 'round, I am filled up with dread. 
I’ve monsters, MONSTERS, under my bed!
They're angry, they're hungry, they drool, and they shed!
I’ve monsters down there an' they all want me dead!
My mum says good night; I am tucked snugly in.
I lie in the dark with the sheets to my chin.
I hear them! They're stirring! They mutter and growl!
They smack and they slobber, they moan and they yowl!
"We're hungry!" They bellow, "It's time for a meal!"
I hug my stuffed teddy. "Don't eat me!" I squeal.