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Poetry/Rhyme/Haunted House
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Human Written

Written, October 18, 2024
For the International Contest, Haunted
Sponsor, Tania Kitchin, Judged 10/27/2024

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Haunted House



I was always an odd curious little girl,
      and not far away was a haunted house;
unruly boys came often with big rocks to hurl,
            many times at windows I saw a mouse.

I was told stories of the house's history,
      during war was used as a hospital;
hooded nuns lived there but that is a mystery,
            for the nun's stories were noncommittal.

I wanted to get inside to investigate,
      then, I saw a face on an upper floor;
and by now the house was surrounded by a gate,
             but this sleuth would get in that haunted door.

I climbed the fence and walked up to the haunted home,
      turning the rusted door - it opened wide;
waiting was a creepy nun ( have you come to roam,
            forever) . . .  they whispered that I had died.

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