Up on a hill lies a haunted house,
Walk through the halls as quiet as a mouse.
The rooms within illuminate a dreaded gloom,
The doors squeak open as you enter each room.
You hear things gross from the attic above,
A gasp in fear something gives you a shove.
Out from the shadows things begin to loom,
Stay a while and you'll meet your doom.
~ By Adrian Shaw
Published 31st Oct 2005.
27/10/21 Revised:
From the attic above your hear things grouse,
If you start to see things you better rouse.
With:
You hear things gross from the attic above,
A gasp in fear as something gives you a shove.
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