The Bogus-Boo Poem by jade murphy

The Bogus - boo
is a creature who
Comes out at night - and why?
He likes the air
He likes to scare
The nerves passes - by.

Out from the dark
He comes with huffling pad.
If, when alone,
you hear his moan,
Tis like to drive you mad.

He has two wings,
Pathetic things,
With which he cannot fly.
His tusks look feirce,
Yet could not peirce
The merest butterfly.

He has six ears,
But what he hears
Is a very faint small;
And with the claws
On his eaight paws
He cannot scratch at all.

He looks so wise
With his owl - eyes,
His aspect grim and ghoulish;
But truth to tell,
He sees not well
And is distinctly foolish.

This Bogus-boo,
What can he do
But huffle in the dark?
So don't take fright;
He has no bite
And very little bark.