The Bogeyman

The Bogeyman by Jack Prelutsky

In the desolate depths of a perilous place
The bogeyman lurks, with a snarl on his face.
Never dare, never dare to approach his dark lair
For he’s waiting… just waiting… to get you.
He skulks in the shadows, relentless and wild
In his search for a tender, delectable child.
With his steely sharp claws and his slavering jaws
Oh he’s waiting… just waiting… to get you.
Many have entered his dreary domain
But not even one has been heard from again.
They no doubt made a feast for the butchering beast
And he’s waiting… just waiting… to get you.
In that sulphurous, sunless and sinister place
he’ll crumple your bones in his bogey embrace.
Never never go near if you hold your life dear,
For oh!… what he’ll do… when he gets you!

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The Bogeyman

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