What was what?

The hours fall away from time,

The day starts to demise,

And only in the night time comes,

The moon that will then rise,

And all across the country,

Folks draw curtains and they hide,

But the monsters in the garden know,

What’s hidden there inside,

You will only hear a creaking floor,

Or a noise you can’t explain,

And the breath comes from the monster’s nose,

It clouds the window pane,

But as long as you’ve been good it’s fine,

Then you should be all right,

If not you know the answer to,

Will the monsters come tonight?

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