There’s a monster next door!
She’s slimy and green and hairy allover!
She’s huge and thorny and loud!
She eats hands and arms and feet, they say.
There’s a monster next door!
She knocked on my door.
She asked for some sugar.
Two of her ten beady eyes looked into mine.
At that moment, I fainted.
There’s a monster next door!
I woke up in a room with… fake webs?
Little toy spiders?
Pumpkin carvings?
I heard the monster chew and chew.
Was she eating? ...wait, they were not real feet or hands or arms!
Oh! I forgot its Halloween! She gave me some candy.
How kind! Wait……
The monster is kind? Ahhhhh!
There’s a kind monster next door!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem