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Monday, April 18, 2011

#108 Suspects Jessica Alba is Under the Bed


Lullaby
Go to sleep
My precious
There's no monster
Under your bed
To roar and keep you awake

It's just Jessica Alba
Lurking there
Amongst the dust bunnies
And dirty underwear
So sleep tight
Knowing she'll be under there
All the night

Sometimes

She might grab your ankles
Or tickle your calf
With her nails
As you get in
Or out
Of bed

But that's about it
I swear
From the Jessica Alba
Under your bed

Oh wait
I forgot
Every know and then
She might scream
Ok, maybe a lot
But shhhh, you'll get used to it
It's kind of sweet
When you think on it

How so?
Heck I don't know

All I know
Is that the Jessica Alba
That lives under your bed
MUST be fed
At least once
Every fortnight
Or she'll emerge
To feed

And that's when you might need
This stake
Keep it under your pillow
'Cause, you never know

And if that time should ever come
Just use it
To keep her at bay
Ring a bell
Or give a yell
And I'll come running
With some fresh meat

It's what she likes

Then, when all is well
She'll slip back down
And take her place

As the Jessica Alba
Under your bed

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