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'' I Begged Her Not To Tell ''
My Mother hears monsters under the stairs,
As I'm big and brave I say who cares,
Both my parents think it's polar bears,
When they hear them both run like Hell.
They don't frighten me, not much does,
If truth be told it gives me a buzz,
I wonder why there's all this fuss,
In bravery I always excel.
I'd take on Batman if I felt the need,
I'm obviously from a different breed,
In any battle I'd never concede,
I'd rather die where I fell.
Monsters come and monsters go,
When I confront them I will show,
These massive beasts just where to go,
I'll be sounding their deaths knell.
My mother says you can't do it son,
Do not approach them without a gun,
I say this is going to be fun,
I'll soon have them under my spell.
As soon as I opened the cupboard door,
My tactics were to hit the floor,
The room would be filled with their blood and gore,
It's on their death I would now dwell.
All I could see where bright glazed eyes,
They'd soon meet their final demise,
I knew I'd take the victors prize,
I said, say your last farewell.
I shouted out loudly it's time to pray,
For upsetting my Mum I'll make you pay,
Do you feel lucky, then make my day,
Their presence I will now expel.
Just as I was about to fight,
Some stupid imbecile turned on the light,
What stood there gave me such a fright,
Then suddenly there was a terrible smell.
My trousers went all hot and wet,
Which filled me up with deep regret,
This was a game of Russian roulette,
This finale I could not foretell.
These massive beasts had me in trouble,
I had to get out on the double,
My reputation was reduced to rubble,
I'd retreat back into my shell.
I immediately headed to the washing machine,
My personal care they did demean,
My soiled underwear I now had to clean,
By now I was feeling unwell.
My mother asked son what did you see,
What in Gods name have you set free,
Are they now going to come after me?
At that she let out a loud yell.
Despite my pleas she ventured into the void,
Saying my sons attackers must be destroyed,
On discovering the truth she was really annoyed,
Your fictional tales I must now quell.
You have been dishonest and not very precise,
Telling fantasy stories will not suffice,
Your raging monsters were a horde of mice,
' I Begged Her Not To Tell '
As I'm big and brave I say who cares,
Both my parents think it's polar bears,
When they hear them both run like Hell.
They don't frighten me, not much does,
If truth be told it gives me a buzz,
I wonder why there's all this fuss,
In bravery I always excel.
I'd take on Batman if I felt the need,
I'm obviously from a different breed,
In any battle I'd never concede,
I'd rather die where I fell.
Monsters come and monsters go,
When I confront them I will show,
These massive beasts just where to go,
I'll be sounding their deaths knell.
My mother says you can't do it son,
Do not approach them without a gun,
I say this is going to be fun,
I'll soon have them under my spell.
As soon as I opened the cupboard door,
My tactics were to hit the floor,
The room would be filled with their blood and gore,
It's on their death I would now dwell.
All I could see where bright glazed eyes,
They'd soon meet their final demise,
I knew I'd take the victors prize,
I said, say your last farewell.
I shouted out loudly it's time to pray,
For upsetting my Mum I'll make you pay,
Do you feel lucky, then make my day,
Their presence I will now expel.
Just as I was about to fight,
Some stupid imbecile turned on the light,
What stood there gave me such a fright,
Then suddenly there was a terrible smell.
My trousers went all hot and wet,
Which filled me up with deep regret,
This was a game of Russian roulette,
This finale I could not foretell.
These massive beasts had me in trouble,
I had to get out on the double,
My reputation was reduced to rubble,
I'd retreat back into my shell.
I immediately headed to the washing machine,
My personal care they did demean,
My soiled underwear I now had to clean,
By now I was feeling unwell.
My mother asked son what did you see,
What in Gods name have you set free,
Are they now going to come after me?
At that she let out a loud yell.
Despite my pleas she ventured into the void,
Saying my sons attackers must be destroyed,
On discovering the truth she was really annoyed,
Your fictional tales I must now quell.
You have been dishonest and not very precise,
Telling fantasy stories will not suffice,
Your raging monsters were a horde of mice,
' I Begged Her Not To Tell '
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`` I Begged Her Not To Tell ``
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