tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe bogeyman

The bogeyman


She said,
I'm hiding from the bogeyman,
as she crouched behind the stair.
If I keep myself real quiet
he'll never know I'm here.
He comes to see me most nights
with fingers cold and thin
I hide beneath the blanket
but he just climbs on in.
Mum says there is no bogeyman
but I know that isn't right
Daddy in the daytime;
bogeyman at night.

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