Under My Bed Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Under my bed
Under my bed, I do see all kinds of thing.You would not know.
Under my bed, I find some sox. And a small box.
Under my bed. I see a fire truck. It was next to the big black trunk at the foot of my bed
Under my bed, I see a book. Tied up in a knot of fishing line with a hook.
Under my bed, I find a bat. And my yellow cat.
Under my bed, there is a red ball. But I bump my head trying to get under my bed