
There are things I fear
That scuttle about in the night.
I see you there, with your eight legs.
There are things I fear
That descend from space to take me away.
I see you there, with your green bulbous eyes.
There are things I fear
That laugh and hide their faces.
I see you there, with your red foam nose.
You're my worst nightmare.
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