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I think back of yesterdays
And particular summer days
When my brother and I might be bored or
Deviously in the mood to explore

Instead of conniving trouble to arouse
We would remember that old house
Abandoned way down the road
Decrepit roof, ready to implode

Where never would we go on solo mission
But soon our duo launched expedition
To see if at least it was still there
Whose it was we were unaware

Tiny and dilapidated, barely a room
Unmistakably no larger than a bathroom
One time we found a china cup
Another time, a silver coin face up

We were sure by a ghost it was haunted
We came to suspect someone taunted
By repeatedly planting odd bric-a-brac
As lures to keep us coming back

It sounded creepy so off we’d go
As soon as curiosity was ready to tip toe
But when we thought we saw snakes, ho
Believe me, that got us moving pronto



AP: 1st place 2022, Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on March 18, 2018

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