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Covers

I swear to you,

There’s a monster 

Under my bed.

But if you

Refuse to check,

I’ll pull up the covers instead.

I’ll cover up my head

But soon I will be dead

‘Cause there is a monster 

Under my bed.

Pull up the covers,

Ignore the wh- wh- wh- whispers,

Ignore the drip drip drip of blood.

I pull up the covers,

I cover my head,

And hope in the morning

You don’t find me dead.