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Angela Topping

The Demon in the Cupboard under the Sink

…lives on bleach and fairy liquid;
wishes he could get the real thing.
Meantime the juice will have to do
although it makes him burp bubbles.

…makes his bed in sticky old dusters
and Brasso wadding. He likes that:
it smells of home and makes him
feel safe and snug as he cuddles down.

… hides among bottles and shoe polish
dreaming of days when he could scare,
the time he had that great job, guarding
the King’s treasure at Beeston Castle.

They put his portrait on churches then.
Now he’s no-one, no-one believes in him.
He trembles behind the clothes pegs.
‘It’s not like the old days’, he says.

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