I am a little monster,
and you know what I do.
I lay on my back and growl at you.

I kick my legs,
and swing my arms
and shout growl, growl, growl.

I am a little monster,
and you know what I do.
I scream and I cry all the hours though.

You know what will calm me,
and so you go to work.
You cook me something good to eat,
and than rock me to sleep.

When I awake the little monster has gone away,
so I will then be very good and go outside to play.