THE BOGEYMAN by Jack Prelutsky

 

In the desolate depths of a perilous place

The bogeyman lurks with a snarl on his face.

Never dare, never dare, to approach his dark lair

For he’s waiting ..... just waiting....to get you.

 

He skulks in the shadows, relentless and wild

In his search for a tender, delectable child.

With his steely sharp claws and his slavering jaws

Oh, he’s waiting....just waiting....to get you.

 

Many have entered his dreary domain

But not even one has been heard from again

They no doubt made a feast for the butchering beast

And he’s waiting....just waiting.....to get you.

 

In that sulphurous, sunless and sinister place

He’ll crumple your bones in his bogey embrace

Never, never go near, if you hold your life dear

For oh...what he’ll do....when he gets you!