There’s a growling in the freezer
A rumbling-grumbling sound
I asked Mum what was in there
She said, ‘There’s no monster to be found.’
There’s a whistling in the freezer
A whooshing-winding yell
I asked Dad what was in there
He said he couldn’t tell.
There’s a crunching in the freezer
A smashing-cracking snap
I asked Gran what was in there
She said, ‘You won’t believe that.’
So I put my gloves and scarf on
Pulled my hat over my ears
And pulled the freezer open
To see what’s living here.
I trudge into the freezer
Snow crunching at my feet
A whistling wind surrounds me
I wonder what I’ll meet.
Continued…