Ima Bea Pernicious- A Monster Story in Verse

The monster scouts sitting
around their camp fire.
When the scoutmaster calls for attention.
'I have a story you all need to hear'
he says with a fearful inflection.


'We monsters are scarer's
that's just what we do
we are the masters of dread
Most are afraid when
they know we are near
in a closet or under a bed.
That's not the case with
this one little girl
she is the one that is vicious
You will know fright if
you enter the room of
Miss Ima Bea Pernicious.'


He takes a look now at his campfire crew
and he sees that all eyes are on him.
He tries to put on his most serious face
then continues his warning most grim.


'She is the monster to all of our kind
a terrible three year old terror
She's never afraid of bumps in the night.
To get in her reach is a terrible error
her curious nature brings nothing but fright!
A monster strayed into her closet one time
and as he was creaking the door
it was swung open wide as
a giggling sound filled the air!
Before the poor fella could turn and retreat
which would have been better for him
Little Ima Bea was standing right there!'


He pauses again for dramatic effect
he knows that they're slightly afraid.
Monster kids aren't so different from humans
if the story they're told is well played.



'She climbed onto his back
and she kicked at his sides
she rode him from this way to that!
She jumped up and down
in her sinister ride
till a wall stopped him dead in his tracks.
He was still not sure what happened
at this point he knew only fear
This child's abuse was insane!
He barely had time to process the thought
and Ima was at it again!
He felt a sharp tug
at the back of his neck
then the scissor sound
clip-clip-clip-clip!!
Panic erupted inside of his mind
he knew he must give her the slip!
He jumped up and forward
and awkwardly stood
as he let out a squeaky scared shout!
The window was open
to let a breeze in
and he used it to get himself out!!
Who knows just how far
Ima Bea would have gone
if the monster had not made a break?
I've told you this so I can tell you that
she's out there and probably awake!!



This last part he said in a much louder voice
then he cut it off quick at the end.
A singular gasp came up from his charges
he knew that their horror was fed.
Campfire tales are great fun with a group
and are based on some truth more than not.
When the scoutmaster turned to go and sit down
on the back of his neck - a bald spot.