My Monster (For Jenny)

My monster scared Mum in the hall;

I had to call my monster Zak

He's got a really awful back.

If you saw him you'd think, he's scary,

Because wherever you look he's really hairy;

His hands are huge, his feet are too,

His coat is old but his hat is new.

I had to out go and buy him that hat

Because each of his ears looks like a bat;

My Mum doesn't like Zak anymore

Since he walked right through the door.

My monster's teeth are sharp and yellow

And when he speaks he don't half bellow;

My Mum says one day Zak will go

Back to the life he used to know,

Back among his other friends,

And here I think my story ends.