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The haunted house is crumbling

The haunted house is crumbling The haunted house is crumbling The gates lay on the floor The windows are all broken And the paint peels off the door The walls are full of cracks and holes And tiles fall from the roof The haunted house is crumbling But the ghost will still not move The floorboards are all bent and smashed The ceiling is falling down Cupboards that once hung on walls Are scattered all around The kitchen sink is now destroyed And the porch is covered with weeds The haunted house is crumbling But the ghost will still not leave The garden shed it is no more The cellar’s seen better days It’s so hard to breath down there That the rats have run away Through this hollow shell of a house The cold wind eerily blows But the ghost is staying here Cos It’s the only place he knows

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 12/16/2017 5:45:00 AM
A very beautiful poem, Robert.
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Date: 11/4/2017 2:18:00 PM
Very good, Robert. You have to feel sorry for the ghost, though. lol. // Barry
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Date: 10/29/2017 6:09:00 PM
Well Done Robert, I think your poem is fantastic, nice rhyme and good fun. I think I used to live in such a place, really enjoyed the read, regards, Kevin
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