Full Moon

[earth-angel]

I lie on my bed in the dead of the night
The whole house is silent, not a person in sight
The eerie glow of the shop across the street
Creeps under my blinds, and dances on my feet
My wardrobe jaws are open wide
Ready to trap any brave hero inside

To crunch him up with his coat hanger teeth
And swallow down into his cupboards beneath
My eyelids slowly dropped, I'm nearly asleep
The wardrobe has stopped munching
The lights have ceased to creep


But what I didn't notice, until it was too late
My school shirts upon the floor
Had begun to rise and shake
They danced around my bedroom
The wobbles on my desk
One bold shirt even asked
For a dance with my school shirt.