I know I'm not nuts,
But no one else does,
They all think I'm crazy,
And it's all because.
I can see these little creatures,
Or, monsters, more like,
And they seem to cause trouble,
Especially at night.
But, no one can see them,
I'm the only one who can,
Why am I so special,
I don't understand!
But, one time I caught one,
And I had it in a cage,
But, It broke loose,
Broke the bars in a rage.
I guess these monsters,
Can tell when they've been caught,
Because they always escape,
Whether you want them too or not.
But I'm pretty sure they're evil,
Because of the things I see them do,
They try to get people hurt,
And laugh at them too.
They push people down,
When they're going downstairs,
They pull out what's left,
Of bald guy's hairs.
They bite people's toes,
When they're not wearing shoes,
And they steal the left socks,
Hoping to make the news.
They knot up people's hair,
When they're fast asleep,
And when they wake up in the morning,
They haven't seen or heard a peep.
Don't even get me started,
On what they do with underwear,
I guess I could tell you,
But It's too gross to share.
But they're evil, for sure,
You can believe me or not,
I've seen them eat people's pets,
Well, carry them off, once they've been caught.
Yeah?, Now it's starting to sound familiar?
Is something starting to ring a bell?
No, you still think I'm crazy?
Well then, You can just go to Hell!
The End.
12-14-24
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