Tuesday, October 29, 2013


It’s a great deal,
that house on the hill.
The vapors corroded
the window sill,
but take heart, my buddy,
my pal and my friend,
this house is haunted-
the absolute end
to any solace you may ever find-
It’s definitely certain
to blow your mind.
It’s spooky, it’s eerie,
I’m begging you, please,
I’ll pay you big bucks
if you just take the keys.

1 comment:

Barb said...

A cute little poem!