A stapler tried to attack me last night
It was when the light wasn't so bright
Boom! Pow! staples came flying
I held my breath as I kept on trying
He had very sharp teeth that could
Chew through four hundred pieces of wood
His eyes were the darkest shade of grey
You Couldn't miss them from miles away
He had a dark, cruel, mean voice
"I'm going to get you come here or else..."
Before he could say anything else
I made a very wise choice
I flicked on the lights and there he was
He was sitting there still as a pet rock
I could finally go to sleep without being
Half-murdered in the middle of the night.

Mythical Beast