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No Visitors Allowed



the Bug-Eyed Monster's
ray didn't vaporize,
melt, explode, vanish,
or even stun him,
more's the pity.
It made him larger,
much much much—
I had to jump back,
“shrink him!” I shouted,
“I want him about this big”
I held up thumb and forefinger just so.

He has a peanut butter jar lid pool,
the old hamster wheel,
and finger paints.
He paints “Help!” on
the terrarium walls each day;
I wipe them off when I get home.