The Man Upstairs by Rhys Ponsford

The Man Upstairs is not my dad: his teeth are not his own.

The Man Upstairs is not my dad: he’s got too many bones.

The Man Upstairs is not my dad: he gave me rot to eat.

The Man Upstairs is not my dad: he watches while I sleep.


I don't know who this Man would be -

Can someone help me please?

Who is the Man who lives Upstairs?
Why, only He will tell.


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He's locked the doors, he ate the keys,
and now we're playing hide and seek.
I think he’s come to catch me!

Oh dear - I think he’s found me! 


I'm scared.


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The Man Upstairs was not my dad: I found my dad in here.
Is that his body over there?
Where did you put his skin?

The Man Upstairs was not my dad: I cannot run from him.

The Man Upstairs was not my dad: he knows I’m under the bed.