An early version of my book
Had a rhyming, poem-y look.
It featured monsters of all sizes,
Annoying humans with surprises.
Those hairy, scary monster folks,
scaly, slimly, gooey blokes.
And, of course, the monster girls,
With their horns done up in curls.
They did strange things that were kooky,
Stuff considered somewhat spooky.
So find a chair that’s nice and roomy
And pretend it’s all dark and gloomy,
Think of thunder and of lightening,
And click to see the slightly frightening…