Cousin Eustace Makes Such a Horrible Sight
Cousin Eustace makes such a horrible sight
When he walks down the second-floor halls every night.
“He’s been up there for years,”
Said Aunt Agatha in tears,
“And it's such a bother when guests die from the fright.”
Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016
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