Haunted House

The house stands on the hill
so quiet so still
The windows are gone and the
wind blows through
It gives you quite a chill
The ghosts roam about
and try to scare you out
But to no avail
The house stands quiet and still
for the ghosts have gone to bed
Perhaps you will hear them
again tonite
and don't let it give you a fright

by Matt Dillon

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This is very good. It put chills down my spine! ! !