Twass asked me to post this here

Happy Halloween All
'They Live Beneath The Bed!'
A fortnight before Halloween
Eight-year-old Jenny said
‘I’m scared of nasty things I’ve seen,
They live beneath the bed!’
Her parents tried to reassure
And listened to each word
Yet blamed imagination for
A story so absurd.
On Halloween night lanterns blew
In lashing rain and wind,
As tension and excitement grew
Bright pumpkin faces grinned.
When trick-or-treating had been done,
When there was no more play
Full up on sweets and witchy fun
Asleep young Jenny lay.
At half past midnight she awoke
And sensed that something leered,
Feet scuffled and cruel voices spoke,
The very sounds she feared.
Too shocked to scream, her nerves became
As taut as rubber bands;
Out from the bed there slowly came
A pair of withered hands.
In darkness they climbed up the sheets,
Each spat an angry curse,
Compared to harmless trick-or-treats
Small demons are much worse.
The parents can't erase the stare
Of Jenny lying dead
And five words hanging in the air:
‘They live beneath the bed!’
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