Sunday, August 3, 2025

The Tickle Monster Lives Under My Bed

The Tickle Monster Lives Under My Bed

A short poem about a tickle monster.

He's fluffy and gray,
With claws so absurd,
He tickles all day,
The giggle-inducing word!

Under the bed,
He makes his home,
With eyes wide spread,
Waiting for someone to come.

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