Goosebumps
My goosebumps have goosebumps
They are plain to see
I can't believe
How this came to be
Exploring this old haunted house
I'm feeling quiet uneasy
My hackles are raised
Any my stomach is queasy
Not alone in this house
I got the willies
But that's not all
My spine has the chillies
Goosebumps on my goosebumps
Buckling with fear
I see a frightening sight
Coming out of that mirror
Lost my voice
Can't seem to scream
That specter looks familiar
It's someone I've seen
I slowly back up
To flee this place
I look again and realize
Its my chicken face
My goosebumps lost their goosebumps
But I still have some
And they are telling me
Run fraidy-cat run
Goosebumps Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Delilah Ventura
11/4/19
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