This is another poem I wrote when I was somewhere around 12-13 years old that I found while sorting through old papers. Took me a while to decipher what the heck I'd written due to my godawful handwriting - I have outcompeted doctors in this regard - but I managed!
(maybe one of these days I'll share something that isn't decades old, eh?) Anyway...
Spooky phantoms out at night
Heart attack comes on with fright
Something winging through the air
A dripping, growling, fearsome were
Comes crawling its way towards you.
Tendrils of fear
Creep into your ear
And when you're frozen with fright
All the creatures of the night
Will come crawling their way towards you.
Squelching shivers
Your back has shivers
Run home to bed!
Better a coward than dead
For when you're frozen with fright
All the creatures of the night
Will come crawling their way towards you.
They will never be stopping
Sending bodies dropping
Don't show your fear!
They can smell it.
Don't show your fear!
They can tell it.
For when you're frozen with fright
All the creatures of the night
Will come crawling their way towards you.
Don't let them get there.