A Spooky Spectacle

A haunted house
was advertised in the paper,

playing a misguided prank,

The ad was
pulled too late, the damage done,

The list of
the curious never shrank,

dilapidated two story worn out manse,

stood in spite of the local shame,

Its history
linked with the rich and famous,

The mansion
had only them to blame,

Years had
left it collapsing in the middle,

A perfect
haunt made for the night,

Stairs creaked, screams trapped in the walls,

All the
windows and doors sealed tight,

of popular ballroom affairs,

People were lined
up and waiting their turn,

Anxious to
see the scariest house around,

One that frightened
and made stomachs churn,

Cars filled
a field and lined the road,

evening and monsters weren’t out,

ghouls, big ghosts, gracious hosts,

Hidden with sounds to make, shrieks or shouts,

Blood thirsty
tales of murder would draw visitors in,

Those who
wanted to be scared came to this place,

Stories were
told about a missing man,

Who roamed
the halls without a face,

Fear that
was expected didn’t last,

Messages everywhere,
claims of death scrawls,

Evidences of
rudeness from the past,

Urine and
blood had been splashed on the walls,

A cemetery lay
stationed off to one side,

Rectangular plots
still open and ready to fill,

It was eerie
since a shed with its door open,

waiting just a few steps up the hill,

The manse was
a spectacle that I knew quite well,

I lived a
few houses down on the same street,

And I
believed the mansion sat at the edge of hell,

This was not
a place to go Trick or Treat,

There were
no tour guides, the routes were crude,

witches with their friends the bats,

Swooped low
to scare the intruders,

Who were
avoiding the black cats,

Chaos and
confusion reigned through the night,

As uninvited
guests tromped into each room,

Often visitors
were disappointed by unbidden sight,

realizing this house was a house of doom,

The druggie
in the corner, the starving child,

The wolfman
on meth who menacing and wild,

The monster
with chainsaw who chased at will,

Too old to
catch anyone, too old to kill,

Yet even
with evil residing in the house,

No one was
injured, not even a mouse,

sat at the corners of the yard,

children and staying on guard,

Other forces
stood ready to do their part,

To keep all
folks safe, especially the heart,

Though it
might be weird to keep folks from harm,

To the unprotected
the forces would swarm,

Halloween is more than tricks or fear,

It’s more about
fun, the message is clear,

Should you
have scary neighbors next door,

Be wary of
where and how you explore,

It’s just
one night, with a year between,

Stay safe
and have fun, this Halloween!

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