Good night. And good luck.

Creeping crawling through the night,

slithering and slipping out of sight.

In your closet then by your side,

Under your bed then above your head,

you never know what they'll do, they might just watch or might even chew.

They scratch and bite,

drag you out of site.

Whether your screaming and swinging or whimpering and pleading,

They'll slurp up all your insides.

They scrape at your clothes or chew on your bones,

you never know when they'll strike

Because,

there in the night out of sight.

Watching and waiting for you to go night night.

Good luck sleeping tonight.