Demons live under my bed
Don’t you know?
They visit me in the night
They tickle my toes with their claws
Don’t you know?
And threaten to turn off the light
In the dark they took me home
Don’t you know?
I didn’t put up a fight
We torture and maim lost souls
Don’t you know?
And give them a proper fright
So keep your feet covered
Or don’t you know
They’ll be coming for you tonight
[Photo by Mohammad Metri on Unsplash]