Poetry project

Project for Mrs. Furr

The monster by: James Proimos

I'm trying to sleep

But there's a monster in the next room.

He almost got me once

But I fought him off with a broom.

He did seriously mangle one of my dollies

and ripped the head off another.

He's mean and he's ugly and he's bad and no good.

Worst off all he's my little brother.

In the last line theres a hyperbole