I gots a monster in my closet what sneakers around with shiny eyes and ascares me all the nights. So I maked a very good trap on him with 1 sweater, 3 a Momma's shoes, 1 teared up pillow, and very lotsa hangers. But Momma goed and wrecked it acause she beed catched astead of the monster. She yelled, hells bells and buckets of blood, George! What in the earth was ya doin? So I tole her what was I doin, and she sayed theys no monster in there acause she ain't never seen no monster. I thunk; I ain't never seen Momma workin', but that don't means she don't do it ever sometime. But I never sayed which I thunk acause she beed tangled up in that trap pretty good.