In the forest,
Across the sea,
Under your bed,
In your head.
When your naughty,
they will come,
BEWARE< BEWARE!
The wildthings are coming!
Coming I tell you!
With their razor sharp teeth and knife like claws,
with their strong jaws,
Snap goes the bones and death comes.
BEWARE< THE WILD THINGS ARRRRRRREEEE COMINGGG
RUN WHILE YOU CAN BEFORE IT THEY COME FOR YOU.
Cooly Cool, AKL
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem