House of Horrors Rondine
House of horrors sits on a hill
you smell decay as you walk by;
‘No trespassing’ you should comply;
You may not want to get your fill
loud warning bells are not a drill;
Just one look inside? Please don’t try;
House of horrors;
Time and again there’s been a kill;
Boarded windows will amplify
the halo of the evil eye;
A scream has stolen your free will;
House of horrors.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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