My White Monster

My white monster, you inspire me to write.
I hate the way you stalk and terrify,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the ghastly eye.

Let me compare you to a nonmember?
You are more creepy and more forgotten.
Strange frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the grim wild cotton.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your ominous eyes, teeth, and claws.
Thinking of your eerie teeth fills my days.
My hate for you is the bloodcurdling baas.

Now I must away with a haunted heart,
Remember my ill words whilst we're apart.