Gothic Foot
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The haunted house was old and dark
empty but there was a sound “Hark,
of footsteps.”
This house was of Pennsylvania
and not in Transylvania’s
small foothills.
Among dusty rooms you might spy
sights ghostly to the naked eye
of footprints.
Be careful as you walk on through
that you are not a victim to
the footfalls.
The sight that is the most to dread
is that of someone with no head
the footman.
5/6/20
''Halloween Fright'
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2020
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