Imagination's Fun - Poem by Mara Kingfield
Quiet I must be, can't let the monster find me
It seeks me out and calls my name,
I wish it would leave me alone, I'm not to blame.
I feel the need, the need to peek, to get away I must sneak.
In the hall I hear a sound then a bump, have I been found!
With a squeal and a laugh I run,
it sees me and asks if I'm having fun
I run as fast as my legs will go,
the monster jumps and starts to follow
The monster catches me, laughs and says what a bother,
you broke the vase and hide from your mother.
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