A little girl sat in her room
she stared deep into the gloom
In the corner far away,
the one where her clothes lay,
down below the last blue sock
something moved, she saw with shock

There was no sound, just a reflection
A change in light from that direction
So fast and sly, no knowing why,
the little blink, it caught her eye

Not again, not for a while,
it did not move under the pile
She could not breathe
She lost her smile
It must be hidden underneath,
it must be far, at least a mile

She could not stop
She kept on staring
She tried hard to look away
But something said,
you cannot stop, something is there
It's looking back and wants to stay

-

Below the sock, something had smiled
A strange smile, it had no teeth
Whatever hid down below,
it felt alright to be beneath
It felt ok, a happy glow
It looked around and gave a hiss
Its eyes were hot and cold as snow

It had blue socks to lay inside,
a sweater too,
and other things it did not know
But what they were, it did not care
It was so warm and dark in there
It was the perfect place to rest
It worked hard to build a nest

It fell asleep, the girl's new guest
Had travelled long upon its quest
It was happy to have found
a home inside, not on the ground
It would stay here for a while,
wait for the dark beneath the pile

The girl, she could not wait all day
She heard her mom from far away,
"time to go, go out and play"
But she would think about the pile,
and what's below,
and, of course, about the smile

-

The day went by, the evening came
The girl returned, the pile the same
Deep down inside the beast lay waiting
So hungry now, its mind was racing
Nothing but wait, mouth salivating
Its mind on high, anticipating

The girl can't wait, accepts her fate
She must know now, before too late
Not tomorrow, or in a while
what was down inside the pile
And what had flashed
the strange small smile

She was afraid , it seemed too quick
She went outside and got a stick
She tried to hide it from her mom
She would be mad, no sticks allowed
Her dad would laugh back in the house
"don't you dare"

-

Holding the stick as if a sword
she crept up beside the pile
She held the stick above her head
and gave the pile a little kick
Reaching out and leaning back
she gave the pile a big loud whack

It might attack so she retreated,
and behind her bed stayed seated
She waited there
But nothing moved,
not a sound,
it must be dead

Standing slowly from the floor
She would try just one more time
She looked back and checked the door
her dad had told her not to whine
She had to do it, fight her fear
She would get close
She would stay near

The beast, it knew this little game
It just smiled and there it stayed
Once again, the play is the same

Many girls whacked and run,
and in time so many more
The beast, was thinking, oh what fun
the girl won't make it to the door

Had it lips, it would have smacked them
The beast thought "lunch time is near"
But it did not, not lips nor teeth
From its mouth came three sharp spears
They moved around and in and out
It knew the girl would give a shout

The beast wanted something sweet
And it would wait for its next treat
It could jump above its head
It could leap across the street
Before anyone could see,
it could land on all six feet

The girl got a bit too close
This was the moment the beast chose
It jumped up high above the pile
on the girls ankle with a smile
It raced up far above her knee
up to the thigh where lunch would be

What it liked to eat was red,
things that moved or slept in bed
It would creep along their skin
make a hole and reach within

It would suck a little blood
leave a bump, almost unseen
In very little time
the whole would close,
the blood would clot
The bump something best forgot

The beast felt full and very happy
Laid down to rest and took a nappy
It dreamed of girls and their sweet taste
But, some girls scratched, no time to waste
Must hurry now and leave with haste
Run down the leg, jump on the floor
In one big leap, and out the door

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