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Edgar Guest - Being Brave At Night
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The other night `bout two o`clock, or maybe it was three,
An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me.
His trunk was wavin` in the air an`  spoutin` jets of steam
An` he was out to eat me up, but still I didn`t scream
Or let him see that I was scared - a better thought I had,
I just escaped from where I was and crawled in bed with Dad.

One time there was a giant who was horrible to see,
He had three heads and twenty arms, an` he came after me
And red hot fire came from his mouths and every hand was red
And he declared he`d grind my bones and make them into bread.
But I was just too smart for him, I fooled him mighty bad,
Before his hands could collar me I crawled in bed with Dad.

I ain`t scared of nothin` that comes pesterin` me at night.
Once I was chased by forty ghosts all shimmery an` white.
An` I just raced `em round the room an` let `em think maybe
I`d have to stop an` rest awhile, when they could capture me.
Then when they leapt onto my bed, Oh Gee! But they were mad
To find that I had slipped away an` crawled in bed with Dad.

No giants, ghosts or elephants have dared to come in there
`Coz if they did he`d beat `em up and chase `em to their lair.
They just hang `round the children`s rooms 
an` snap an` snarl an` bite
An` laugh if they can make `em yell 
for help with all their might.
But I don`t ever yell out loud. I`m not that sort of lad,
I slip from out the covers and I crawl in bed with Dad.
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