Listen, dear child, what I say is true.
If you don't go to sleep, they will come for you.
Under your bed they live, waiting to feed,
Waiting for a child ignoring sleep's need.
I hear them now, their hunger grows.
If you're awake, they'll surely know.
Close your eyes, go to sleep, please wait no longer.
If they hear you stirring, from underneath they'll wander.
Hush, my child, in bed I too must be,
For if I were to tarry, they'd come for me.
Sleep now, and have pleasant dreams,
If you do not, they'll feast while you scream.