Literature
Mosters in Your Closet
Don't you mean skeletons?
No, I mean monsters.
It's what I prefer.
Rather than bones,
I want deep grumbling tones.
Well, why aren't they under your bed?
Don't be ridiculous,
They can't fit under the bed.
You'd have to be oblivious
to not know they're in the closet instead.
I don't believe you.
That's fine by me.
You don't have to agree,
I'll let you be,
just you wait and see.