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