The Bogeyman Will Get You Poem by Mimie Durand

Noises outside your bedroom
shadows cast by the moon,
branches scratch against the window
or is something evil in the room?

The floor begins to creek
you feel a rush of cold air,
sounds like dragging feet
see a glimpse of wiry hair.

You want to run and hide
but afraid the thing will follow,
no one’s home but you;
so scared you can’t swallow.

You curl up on the sofa
what a cowardly sight
it’s late and getting dark;
too afraid to turn on the light

If it's the Bogeyman you pray
he’ll go away real soon,
then you hear an evil voice whisper
“you’re in for a night of doom.”

You shake and shiver so hard
you tear your shirt and pants,
prayed that god would help you;
thanked him in advance.

Then you hear a voice
it said 'you’re having a bad dream
you need to get up from your nap soon
and get dressed for halloween”