Mummy and daddy chose to haunt me
with visions of monsters in stuffing
they call him teddy, but he looks deadly
laying right next me, and watching me...
it's creepy!
Those button eyes just stare
even when I'm not even there
those images follow
and make it hard to swallow...
Inside the closet of horrors
that is where I store him
Mummy and daddy chose to scar me
sometimes I think they want to harm me
when I wake in the dead of night
the shadow laying next to me!
I'm sleepy!
Those fuzzy paws are bare
but I know there might be claws there!
Those nightmares wake
I don't know how much more I can take!
Inside the closet of horrors
that is where I forget him
my parents call his friends stuffed animals
I call them evil cannibals..
