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In the night when the clock goes tick-tock slow, There’s a thing in the dark that you don’t quite know… Creepin’ in the cracks where the cold winds crawl, Little sharp claws go tap-tap on the wall… Eyes glow green in the candlelight low, Smile too wide where the shadows grow… Hush now child, don’t make a peep, Monsters love when you fall asleep… Under your bed where the cobwebs sway, Something’s watching, won’t go away… Breath goes cold, heart goes fast, You hear soft steps… right behind you pass… Tiptoe, tiptoe, don’t turn around, They don’t like when they’re finally found… Giggle, wiggle, bones go crack, Turn your head—they’re on your back… In the mirror where your face should be, Something else is staring… not quite thee… Blink once quick and it’s gone from sight, But it waits for you in the dead of night… So lock your door and say your rhyme, But monsters don’t care for space or time… Close your eyes, pretend you’re fine… They’ll be there… by the count of nine