Monkey in my wardrobe
There’s a monkey in my wardrobe
Who will not let me sleep
He’s trying all my clothes on
He really looks quite neat.
He has a friend a crocodile
Who lays beneath my bed
Sometimes he gets so snappy
He tries to bite my leg.
Last of all there’s spider
A nasty piece of work
He’s creepy crawly scary
And makes me go berserk.
I try to sleep with one eye closed
The other standing guard
But to spot that cheeky monkey
Is proving very hard.
Perhaps he is not there at all
The crocodile just fun
But I think the spider’s real enough
According to my Mum.
