The Briggicky is going be a book

Nov 28, 2004 23:42

The Briggicky

I sat in my bed
It was cold out and creepy
I heard the beast breathing
It was a Briggicky

He pulled at my blanket
He clawed at the floor
He squeak squawked the hinges
On my old closet door

The lump in the corner
Was Briggicky lurking
His Briggicky eyes
Made my heart start jerking

He shuffled and muffled
His paws on the floor
My thoughts kept on racing
My eyes on the door

My heart gave a leap
As I jumped from the bed
The Briggicky screaming
Inside of my head
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