• Fringe Festival

Little Monster

Tuck yourself in and let’s turn out the light,
And let’s take a good look at what isn’t quite right.
Do you wake in cold sweats, or stew silent in doubt?
Pretend it’s all good when it’s gone up the spout?
Oh the lies we all tell, the facades we construct,
To hide that inside it’s all really quite f*cked.
Inner demons, what are they, and why are they here?
Let's gag them and throw them right off of the pier!

This may sound like a kids’ tale, a laugh and a lark,
But listen real close coz it’s going to get dark...