Worst Dungeon In London Town
Where can we go to find the creepiest scariest dungeon? She asked.
I had to get out my travel books and research; it was quite a task.
We finally agreed to go to London to see an evil looking gargoyle.
He will twist your stomach into knots and make your blue blood boil.
My friend was almost too frightened, but at the last minute went.
We boarded a plane after every bit of my savings was spent.
The gargoyle was frightening, but the dungeon was even worse.
When we got inside an aggressive poltergeist ran away with my purse.
We had to call my parents collect and ask them for some money.
Sorry, my dad said, but I have to use tough love on you honey.
So here we are, standing in the worst dungeon in London town.
Hello kind stranger. Do you have a nice place to lay down?
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