Monster
And say to the monster,
that's under your bed,
you're gonna close your eyes,
and no longer fret.
Tell it good night
and to sleep tight.
Ask politely,
if he won't bite.
that's under your bed,
you're gonna close your eyes,
and no longer fret.
Tell it good night
and to sleep tight.
Ask politely,
if he won't bite.
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| Auteur: liesinspiloos | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 juni 2010 | ||
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