I check closet I check the door
my tiny feet patter across the floor.
My head hurts, I can truly say
nothing is worse than this fatal day.
His jaws had sunk deep into my head
I continue to wonder how I'm not dead.
I hear a growl, it's dark and low
I check my bed, 'did it come from below?'
Those robots are here, they are hunting me down
I went on my knees, low to the ground.
I turn on my torch, I'm in the hall
will that rabbit plushy be my fall?
I keep him away, avoiding his gaze
his sinister look on his face in the haze.
I was soon back in my room, fighting for my life
I hear their claws scraping like a sharp knife.
The bear, the fox, the chicken the bunny
they play this game like they think it's funny.
I stand by the door, I see a golden flare
'No' I thought, 'this isn't fair.'
That laugh was low, scary and slow
I hear him breathing, those claws and jaws he holds.
He wants my blood and screams of pain
he bit down once again, and the end has came.