I had a Nightmare last night–
It was the worst one I’ve had.
But now looking back,
It wasn’t really that bad.
I mean, apart from the eyes
That surrounded its head–
And the claw-like hands
That clung onto my bed,
And the fact that its guts
Were mostly outside . . .
After-all, there are some things
Even a Nightmare can’t hide!
But after I stopped all the thrashing and screaming,
We both sat down talked a lot about dreaming . . .
About how most of my dreams I’d really forgot,
And of all of the good ones- there weren’t really a lot.
So when a Nightmare comes by, it’s really quite rare,
So I should treat them, he said, with special great care!
Of course that’s what I did, we had some drinks and some snacks,
And I invited my Nightmare to please hurry back-
But not right away, because I needed some rest . . .
Even though that particular Nightmare
Turns out to be one of my best!