The Exorcisim
Have you ever live in a haunted house?
The kind that haunts your dreams?
Well, I have for many years
The house was filled with screams
We even had one of those exocisims
But the demon just wouldn't leave
It only made things worse
Like you could never believe
It would walk the floors late at night
To make it's presence known
The sounds it made was horrible
As we would listen to it moan
It scared my children half to death
As it often called their names
Seeking to make them do it's bidding
As it played it's twisted games
My wife said it brought her comfort
Just knowing this demon was near
She said that we were exaggerating
And there was really nothing to fear
Everytime the demon approached
It's smell would fill the room
It was a mixture of it's dirty feet
And the smell of it's cheap perfume
Then, one day, a stranger appeared
My wife's long lost brother
He'd rid us of this demon for good
For now he would take their mother
We helped the demon pack it's clothes
And then walked it to the door
I was smiling as I waved goodbye
Never to see it anymore
So, if your house is ever haunted
By your crazy mother-in-law
Just have your wife pick up the phone
And give her brother a call
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