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The Diaper Monster This morning at four I heard a rap at my door. Thinking it my muse I rose from my snooze. I walked through the dark and heard my dog bark. I cursed him his noise then tripped on some toys. Rising up pained my nightgown now stained all bruised and bloody I called, "Hey Buddy! It's four in the morn My nightgown is torn, What do you want from me?" "Oh, just come and see!!!" He answered with glee. So I picked up my pace to the door I did race. I peaked through the glass and saw a big mass. Oh what could this be? I thought curiously. Opening the door with a shout Suddenly I was pulled out Gripped by a creature so bad I cried for my dad. It had glowing brown eyes so enormously sized. And its arms were all green and its stench was quite mean. It passed gas as it walked and more when it talked. "What are you?" I said. I knew I was dead. It answered me then with a fart sprinkled grin: "Don't you know me, dear? The diaper monster is here!" It cackled at me, Then started to pee. Then oh how I cried. I screamed, I lied. "Let me go," I begged as it chomped on my leg. Then all became dark as my but hit the mark I was deep within the diaper monster's bin. All around me were bumps of neatly packed poo. All stacked up in lumps They stank, I tell you. I held my nose shut and called for my mutt. But all wasn't lost for in bed I still tossed. I heard a wee fart and I woke with a start. I picked up my wee one thankful the dream was done. |
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