The Poem of Unspeakable Horror

Sunlight in your bedroom wall makes room safe and sound. But moonless nights, (aren’t they all) Sure can hide Hellhound! You slowly turn your head to peek, behind that curtain dark and bleak. There must be something lurking there a hippogriff or a hungry bear! No such luck, your guest tonight, comes not from realityJatka lukemista ”The Poem of Unspeakable Horror”