Haunted House By the Hill
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In that haunted house by the hill
where nobody now dares to dwell
abides an spirit of such evil
so great for you or me to get near
So long ago in the days of yore
a well-to-do family lived there
their soul fed it with so much sin
and debauchery they never did heed
So they partied and made merry til' the end
and unspeakable orgies there took place
things that no decent soul would comtemplate
in secrecy they smeared the town with all their filth
But as everything must come to end be either good or bad
so a very dark and forboding night they all went too far
for in their debauchery and cruel games
a deadly and final price did all of them have to pay
Since then that night in this house by the hill
horrible screams mixed with sobbings can be heard
misterious noises that no one can ever explain
and your blood will chill in your veins if you
ever dare to visit the haunted house by the hill.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,31,2014
Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2014
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