One day my monster came to tea.
He sat down next to Mr. Bear.
Unfortunately though for me,
I had been sitting in that chair

Later on we played hide and seek
But that did not work out so well.
When he was it he’d always peak
Then say he’d found me ’cause I smell.

Leapfrog was a huge disaster
Kickball didn’t last an inning
At ping-pong he was the master
Of eating the ball (not winning)

He was not fond of playing house.
He nearly ate a doll or three,
Then darkly stained my sister’s blouse
And uprooted my favorite tree

Though monsters aren’t so good at tea.
Or being nice to mommy’s rugs
I must insist quite stubbornly
They’re very good at giving hugs