There's Something Living in our Bin!!

On Monday mum said, "Robbie,

"It's your turn to take the rubbish out".
I rolled my eyes.  
And just as I was about to argue and have my say,
I saw the look in her eye,
And wisely saved my argument for another day.

I reluctantly dragged the rubbish down the garden path.
The bulky bags bumped and clanked together,
As I hurried in the dark.
I could feel watchful eyes following me,
But walking alone I found, was not the scariest part.

For when I finally got to the bin and prized opened the lid.

I let out a piercing scream.
For two eyes looked back at me.
They were glassy eyes that stared at me vacantly.

I galloped back to the house,

With my heart pounding like a drum.
For those glassy eyes had me shaken and afraid.
And I knew I had to put the rubbish out again the very next day.

On Tuesday I grabbed my sword,

And I reluctantly crept up to the bin.
I would slash anything that got in the way.
And as I whipped and sliced the air,

I bravely hurled the rubbish in ...

And then I ran away.

Some of it didn't make it.

It bounced and flew off to the side.
But I didn't stop to pick it up,
For loud clanging noises began to echo in the night!

By Wednesday I just knew,

There was something in our bin.
And those noises that I could hear,
Made the hairs on my neck tingle with fear.

I was too scared to look inside to see what lurked within.
So when Thursday came, I pleaded with Mum.
I told her I just couldn't take the rubbish to the bin.
"Don't be silly Robbie!" she angrily growled.
And I could tell, her patience was wearing thin.

So I grabbed the broom,

And carefully poked at the rubbish within.
But the clunking began immediately.
And I dropped the broom and dashed inside,
Only to hear my brothers laughter, as I galloped by. 

On Friday I didn't dare go too close,
I used the garden rake to carefully open the bin.
I twirled the rubbish over my head,
And it pirouetted through the air before dropping right in.

On Saturday I pleaded with my brother Tom,
To, "please, please take the rubbish to the bin".
I said I'd pay him extra,
If he would look to see what was causing that awful din.

He said he was happy to help.
And smiled at me with a grin.
But, he said it would cost quite a lot,
And just how much did I have in my money tin?

I didn't have all that much as it happens,
So on Sunday I put on my superman suit.
"This I have to see", my brother muttered with a grin.
And he watched as I went to find out what was living in our rubbish bin.

I gave the bin a shove and it fell with an almighty crash.

A lava of rubbish spewed onto the ground.
And then it began ....
That clunking, spinning, whirring sound.

And there he came.... marching steadily toward me,
One measured step at a time,
Dripping in peels and all kinds of skins.
Here came the creature that lived in our rubbish bin.

There he was, whirring his way through rotting skins,
He robotically stomped towards me.
One step at a time, smiling with a permanent grin.
And I tried to run, but my feet wouldn't budge from the spot!

I tried to scream then, I just wanted him to stop!
But as he stared at me with his garish, lopsided grin.
I just knew he would not be stopped.
I knew he was angry at being thrown from the bin.

I watched in horror as the peels and slime dripped from him, 
And as I cowered helplessly in front of that horrible, drooling thing.
I spied my brother out the corner of my eye ..
He was bent over laughing and he spluttered ... "Its, its...

JUST ... A ... T .. T ... T " he shrieked. 
And he fell to the ground laughing some more.
Hahahahaha....

And then I could see that the monster that had caused all the din ....
Wasn't some scary, horrible thing,
It was .....

My all time favorite toy!
The one I called … ‘Indestructible Jim'