Little Charlie's Monsters
On a Roll
Little Charlie's Monsters by Tim Seston

Little Charlie lay awake.
"My parents made a big mistake
They put me all alone in bed
With thoughts of monsters in my head."

There was this guy with matted strands
Of furry hair on five red hands
He liked to make a silly noise
While juggling little girls and boys

And then there was the great blue one
That all who've tried could not out run
With four toes on every paw
She tickled every child it saw

Another thing through yellow hair
Had three bright eyes with which to stare
When it was time for hide and seek
A pair would close but one would peek

An orange girl had two thick tongues
She used them both since she was young
To catch the children she had seen
With dirty cheeks and licked them clean

A purple beast with one strong arm
When left at home would do no harm
But when he traveled into town
Would turn the children upside down

Charlie called to Mom and Dad
And told them all the thoughts he had
But they were ready, well prepared
They knew he'd been a little scared

They brought a monster colored green
That was real big and looked real mean
And Charlie hugged it good and tight
It kept him safe throughout the night