I'm never frightened in the dark, Though I am very small; I never sit all scared and hark For Ogres in the hall. But when my prayers are said I have one awful dread, That something waits to grab my toes When I get into bed! I try to think of pleasant things Each time I get undressed; And how each day no evil brings If children do their best. But the thought comes in my head, As I'm turning down the spread, That @3something's@1 going to grab my toes As I get into bed. And when there's nothing more to do, With bedclothes open wide, It makes me shiver through and through A-trying to decide Which foot shall go ahead, 'Cause I'm sure I'd tumble dead If something ever grabbed my toes As I get into bed. |