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Our teacher had a bright idea:  
      'Next week is Monster Week.
We’ll invite a monster to the school,
        But promise not to shriek.' 

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Everyone had good ideas   
     Of how the day should go.
Up went the hands to tell the class,   
      Their faces all aglow.

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'A special monster party Miss,' 
     'And monster hide and seek.'
'Can we make scary monster masks?'  
      'Or invent some ‘monster-speak’?'

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'I’ll bring some yucky ice-cream too
     Served with a monster scoop.'
'My mother makes a tasty dish
     Called scream of toma-toes soup.' 

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'For parties Mum cooks eyeball snacks.
      We like them for a treat.'
'Well mine makes pickled bunions -  
      Made from real human feet.'

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The day arrived and did he come?   
     You bet he did, for sure.
They heard a growl come from the hall.   
      All eyes went to the door.

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You’d never think that there could be   
     A monster so appalling: 
Ghastly, gruesome, grisly - worse –  
     Came in their classroom  c r a w l i n g!

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'And did they keep their promises?'  
     'No, they began to s h r i e k!'
'It didn’t take them long to start    
    Their monster hide and seek.'

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'No-one tried the tasty soup
     Or ate the devilled eyes.
'The children quickly disappeared.
      I wasn’t too surprised.'

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'Perhaps he caught and ate them all,   
     Then had some beer to drink?'
'No, surely they ran home to Mum –       
     But just what do you think?'

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