Author's Note: This is just a poem that I wrote when I was bored. Good bad? When you review, just please, make your criticisam nice. Please?
They
They lurk
Waiting in the murk
Just waiting
Until they can start playing
They hide under your bed
That's what they all said
They hide in the dark
Ready to leave their mark
Their hearts are cold
Just as it is told
So dark
Until they bark