There is a green monster under my bed
A man is hanging from beneth the stair
From the cailing there is blood dripping red
A horrid bat just flew into my hair
A green glow is leaking up from the floor
There's a white ghost on the cemetary
This frightful house is much more than a bore
Even the buttler says to the contrary
I will show you in a lovely tour
Here is where we have our torture chamber
But wait, don't leave, upstairs there is much more
Here is our spider traped in old amber
All the creepy crawleys came to say, "Boo!"
Here is a cell we prepared for you!
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