The Crust Man

The Crust Man

A Poem by Baz
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Dedicated to my friend Manyfacets

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I sat at the table and hungrily ate,
But the crust of my bread still remained on the plate.

Aunt Vivian was angry. "You must eat that crust!"
But I wouldn't, and turned up my nose in disgust.

Dear Uncle Harry thought for a while,
Then he opened his eyes and said with a smile:

"If you don't eat your sandwiches; every last bite,
Then the Crust Man will come in the dead of the night.
He'll enter your bedroom and steal you from bed,
Then he'll gobble you up 'tween two slices of bread!"

"Oh Uncle Harry! Please don't be daft
That's only a story!" Then I ran off, and laughed.

--

Later that evening, old Harry said,
He would read me a story and put me to bed.

Then softly he whispered as he turned out the light,
"Beware of the Crust Man who walks in the night."

At three in the morning, or maybe 'twas four,
I woke to hear somebody open my door.

The old rusty hinges were starting to creak,
Then a truly horrific voice started to speak:

"I'm Crust Man! I'm Crust Man! I'm back from the dead!
And I'm looking for children who won't eat their bread!
I'll eat them, and beat them, and grind them to dust!
And all for refusing to eat up their crust!
"

I dived under the blanket and covered my eyes.
I was sure that the Crust Man would mean my demise.

But in ran old Harry and said "It's OK.
I have frightened that scary old Crust Man away!"

Harry had saved me - I had nearly been dead!
And all for the sake of a stale crust of bread.

--

Next day we had sandwiches for a quick meal.
And how well I remembered the Crust Man ordeal.

So I ate them all up till I thought I would bust.
And I didn't leave anything - not one single crust.

--

I have wonderful memories of Harry and Viv,
But I won't forget Crust Man as long as I live!

© 2017 Baz


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Yeah i love the scary ones

Posted 8 Years Ago


Awesome Baz. Just read to the wife, she like I loves your work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


the things we are made o believe and fear as children

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kind of reminded me of the bogeyman stories of childhood, this is a wonderfully wicked idea for making children eat foods they would normally leave. Very comical and a little eerie. Keep em' coming

Posted 9 Years Ago


You are amazing and so is your poetry.Why are you not in my local library

Posted 9 Years Ago


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LOL...I can imagine giving my son nightmares with this one..

Posted 9 Years Ago


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xDDD lmao. this is FANTASTIC i love it. :)))

Posted 10 Years Ago



These poems are great!
....all for the sake of a stale crust of bread....lol..

Posted 10 Years Ago


Is this true? I mean about your aunt and uncle, not the crustman. Everyone knows he's the truth! :-) This was wonderful and I kept giggling the whole way through. You're going to have a great story to tell your children.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Well, your uncle sure had an interesting way of making you eat your crusts. LOL After the Crust Man ordeal you probably thought of him everytime you saw a slice of bread. This is a really good read.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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