The Haunted House
"The air was crisp but there was
no moon.
shadows seemed to dance around.
knowing i had to leave real soon.
i want out of this "Twilight zone"-
looking town.
The road turned to dust and rock.
as my feet could only run so fast.
seeing up ahead about a block
a fog of nothing that i would have
to pass.
Slowly i walk as my heart beats crazy.
a cemetery comes in to my view.
my eyes see less of the fog being hazy.
daring to enter what should i do?
I slowly enter where tombstones i see.
the quietness is so silent with no wind.
i creep closer feeling i may have to pee.
scared to think what's around the bend.
Something green come's to my vision.
getting closer waiting to hear a Boo.
suddenly sighing and glad i made the
decision.
because hey,it's just the "Mystery Machine"
with Scooby Doo"
8-15-18
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