Enemies In The Wardrobe Poem by Phil Soar
Enemies In The Wardrobe
Enemies in the wardrobe, hiding from my dreams
The kind that scare you half to death
Where the world won't hear your screams
I'd like to send them packing
Fill a suitcase for their trip
Wave goodbye as their ship sails out to sea
And shout Ta Ta, Tooddle pip!
Tuesday, June 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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