As I lay, in my warm Bed
All the Monsters run through my Head
Gruesome, Mean, Horrible, Things
I wonder what this night Brings?

I dare not Look under my Bed
Close my eyes Tight Instead
Wishing they would all go Away
And never come back, in any Way

I still cannot Sleep
And I am dying to Peek
But this I really Dread
What could be under my Bed? ? ?

So I slowly leaned Over
With a Flashlight, Moreover
I shinned the light in the Dark Space
And my Dog was waggling his tail all over the Place

David Darbyshire

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/monsters-under-the-bed/