Antapop the Monster

Antapop the monster noisy, bouncy he's a top poet and he plays a guitar on the side of the street.
He's got a pair of jetpacks and backwards feet.
Oh he's got a crocodiles mouth and some cute eyes to meet.
He's got a hat and a squiggly shirt he's got curly ears they are berserk.
Oh Antapop the monster he's shiny and ferocious with pointy toes like a hose on a nose.
Oh he's silly instrumental and a big booming voice like a brass band.
He's scared of the light he will crinkle up into the dirt his big fat teeth could chomp you up
into little slithereens and I'm proud to say he's my little guy.
He's stripy with squiggly lines he's fat on the back with an old bow tie.
He'll give you a bedtime lullaby. His favourite treat is clapping at wine.
He winces at meat he'll gladly eat your vege it's what he eats
and it's time for him to show you his tweet.
He's a herbivore so try to avoid trees cos he'll chomp them up like you and me.
He's up and about he's really energetic so he's almost definitely going to crash into you.
He's a funny punny little guy.

By Cameron