Hairy Monster Poem by JJ Evendon

I woke up this morning and couldn't see
for there was only mist in front of me.
It was after I stood up and banged my head
that I began to feel strange and so went back to bed.
I was having a dream - the nightmarish kind,
sweating, shouting and grabbing anything I could find.
I thought my hot water bottle - which was still warm and quite full
- was a raging pink furry bull.
So grabbed it and was whirling it around by its horns,
when I heard the sound of something being torn.
Where to go and where to look,
for what I saw I was wearing, had come undone at the hook.
I was surprised, and the bull too
to see a strange wriggly thing poking through.
At first I thought it was some kind of jungle monster;
all smooth like a sausage, but much longer.
I grabbed a shoe and hit it as hard as I could
then screamed, woke up and banged my head on some wood.
Now I've got a sore head and tears in my eyes,
for that thing I hit, hurts and is now bigger in size.