The Bomb Monster H

I always had a lot of fear

Fear of everything.

My cousin advised me:

Take this word from your dictionary,

Say the opposite:

I have a lot of courage,

Nonsense.

The fear was still there

And I had to bear

Since the days of Bomb Monster H,

A Japanese movie

From the year fifty-eight.

The jelly monster passed under the door

And I, terrified, would lift my feet from the floor

I screamed almost dead

My mother got mad

But how was I supposed to know

That fear was just a ghost?

Ghost?

No, there is no ghost at all

Let it go.

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