He was blue and hairy,
He was tiny and nice.
He was a blue, hairy, nice and a tiny monster.
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This monster was afraid of the dark,
This monster was frightened by thunder.
This monster was afraid of the dark and frightened by thunder.
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He had nightmares.
He had a vivid imagination.
He had nightmares and a vivid imagination.
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This blue and hairy monster yelled : MOMMY!! There are KIDS under my bed!
This tiny and nice monster yelled: DADDY!! There are KIDS under my bed!
And this is the reply he got every time : “Oh sweety, there are no such things as kids !”
He was a blue, hairy, tiny & nice monster that was afraid of the dark and frightened by thunder who was scared of KIDS under his bed!
This little poem was inspired by my favorite poet : Shel Silverstein. His poetry is simply AWESOME! It makes children laugh and love to read, which is truly amazing. I liked the irony that a monster feared kids; I found it was pretty clever & since it made my students laugh, I thought I’d share it!
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