Beast In My House

There is a Beast in my house who makes the wood creak to errupt the sound of a mouse he makes the doors squeak

The Beast lives beneath our floors and within all our walls so that you can hear his roar whenever he calls

The Beast hates the smell of mum's nightly food The Beast once took a large knife and in the doorframe he stood

Making mum's lips quiver of fright and seeing her hit the floor my Beast of a father was my last memory as I ran out of the front door