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Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson
Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson




Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson

Thanks to my best friend, who saved the day. The monster never would’ve come if he had known!Īnd runs and runs and runs and runs away. Suddenly the monster knows I’m not alone! To sniff at smells (he must be dreaming), He lies snugled in the blankets, curled. We should have listened to him all along.” They’ll say, “We were too strict with him. He should have left another mess before he went.” We heard last night? You kept us both from sleep!”Īnd Mom will look at Dad, and nod assent.

Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson

I guess tomorrow they’ll see their sad mistakes. The heebie-jeebies and these awful shakes. It chews kids up and sucks their bones, And dissolves inside its mouth their li’l heads! To devour helpless children in their beds.

Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson

That grab and force you in its mighty jaws! Is drooling poison puddles on the ground.Ī fang gleams in the dark and murky gray! Makes a madd’ning drip-drip-dripping sound. I lay dripping sweat and now quite certainĭrops upon my short life’s precious play. A NAUSEOUS NOCTURE (From The Essential Calvin and Hobbes, introduction)






Something Under the Bed is Drooling by Bill Watterson