The House On Sycamore Hill
The old haunted house upon sycamore hill,
Is the scariest place with ghosts for real.
You can hear their screams and crying out,
You’re welcome to look if you’ve got a doubt.
No one can last the whole night long,
Staying in that house from dusk till dawn.
The last one who tried his hair turned white,
And he didn’t even last one hour into the night.
The story goes Janey Freedman was caught by her husband having an affair.
He came home early and caught Tommy Stickmen there.
They both pleaded as he took dead aim,
Tommy pleaded that they’d done nothing wrong and there was no shame.
The shots were fired and the deed was done.
Then he shot himself with that same old gun.
Janey had hired Tommy to do a portrait painting of her for her husbands birthday.
They were discussing the details and the price she would have to pay.
Almost eighty years have passed since that horrible night.
A cursed place with those souls crying out for some one to make it right.
The place is still for sale,
If you’re not scared of all these urban tales.
It’s really quite nice least the outside is.
If you want to see the inside don’t ask for me please ask for Liz.
Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2007
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