A short little poem about the sandman written by a 14 year old girl. Enjoy |
Hush my child And don’t you wake. Sandman comes When evening breaks. He comes for you, As I have told, To claim your eyes And steal your soul. If he knocks on your window, Tap, tap, tap Don’t let him in And fall for his trap. Because if you do, I find fair to warn, He’ll take you away To never see morn’. He’ll creep to your bed, With sand in his hand, And promise to take you To a wondrous land. A land filled with Little girls and boys, And filled with Dreams, wonders, and toys. And if you fall For his magical lies, It won’t be long Before he steals your eyes. And when he does, It is fair to tell, It won’t be good, And it won’t be swell. He’ll bring you to a land With deserts and bogs, And leave you helpless With his ravenous dogs. And when you know what he’s done It’ll be too late Because he’ll cage you in And lock the gate. He’ll give them your eyes, Just as a treat. Then they’ll come after you For your good meat. And then you may Remember the time When I had told you This helpful rhyme. And as they eat you, Sandman’ll watch with a smile And say, “Be good my pups, I’ll be back after while.” And when they devour you, Right down to the bone, They’ll howl and they’ll bark In a sinister tone. So heed my warning, My darling dear, And don’t let the Sandman Ever come near. Be good for me, child, What I say is true, Because if you don’t Sandman will come for you. |