Is There a Monster Underneath

The following poem was written in response to #Crimson’s Creative Challenge #70.   What lurks beneath? Perhaps something with very large teeth. Will it bite me if I look to see? Will it bite me in the knee? Maybe it’s friendly Maybe it’s deadly I don’t wait around Time to leave this town Running as

Monster Under My Stairs

There’s a monster living under my stairs How do I know?  I’ve heard him there While trying to be as quiet as a mouse He’ll sneeze and shake the entire house He’s big, he’s hairy He’s very scary One step, two steps, three steps, four Did the monster hear me open the door? Five steps,