Narrowed halls close in from all sides to cause paranoidal worry...
Must we rush or must we hurredly scurry?
Lo' look and gander at that hand that wraps fro' roun' doorway's
opening t'ween one lone door left ajar...
A hand of clawed nails and an awfull lot of pimples that on first inspection-Seems way too much ugly as furry.
As our hair stands on end...
Fast away we will run and length of many miles
we shall travel well far...
'Just wish we both had a real fast get-away-car.
Haunted houses scares me so....
Inside it's walls i sure wished i had notten have go.
A BOO! is heard throughout this ghostly Manor...
To a hasty exit we go and nothing else will ever matter.
No more dares of stupidity will i ever do suffer....
I only wish to live long enough to arrive safely at home to
enjoy a home cooked meal.
Prepared by mom-One Hell of a great tasting supper.
The rattling of chains started this hair raising episode...
I'll just be bidding you ado-And it was away in i did well rode.
Thank God someone left their keys inside an abandoned auto
parked outside...
A God like gift from Heaven was my answerable in timely ride.
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boo-who-yeegads-i-m-scared/
