Poor Tim, the timorous, one cold dark day
set out to prove that TIMID he was not!
He ventured one whole night alone to stay
inside the empty house his friends had sought.
The house was old. . . unlocked, it beckoned Tim.
He neared its door; his trepidation grew.
His laughing friends grew silent watching him.
He deeply breathed, then vanished from their view.
Inside, Tim heard below the house a sound.
He could not be a coward! With a sigh,
he took the creaking stairway down and found
before his eyes, a scraggly toothless guy
who greeted, smilingly, the trembling lad:
“It ain’t the Ritz, but welcome to my pad!”
For the "Smile You're On Candid Camera Contest
of vienna bombardieri