The Bogeyman

By Phil Soar

The bogey man will get you’,
My mum would say to me,
‘He’ll come out of the bogey hole,
If you don’t eat your tea’

She always used this little trick,
When I was just a boy,
I always did what I was told,
A very clever ploy.

That darkened room, below the stairs,
Where bogey men abide,
I often dared to venture near,
But never went inside.

I never saw the bogeyman,
In all my childhood years,
But just those words my mother said,
Would bring a flood of tears.

Will I inflict the self same fear,
On children of my own? ,
After all, The Bogeyman’s,
The best deterrent known.

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