House Of Horror
Have you ever had a rendezvous with a bat?
Well I have, now what do you think of that!
Well it all kicked off, this particular night,
I'm feeling quite sleepy, with cocoa held tight,
I hear this commotion just out in the hall,
My Scottie dog, well he's having a ball!
What's going on, out there in the dark?
I hear this sharp scuttle, and he starts to bark.
Now he's faced many rodents, he once caught a rat,
But horror of horrors, he's chasing a bat!
With legs all a tremble, I duck for cover,
Beneath a large cushion, my hearts all a quiver!
As he flew past, I gave a loud scream!
It looked just like a clip from a Hollywood scene.
Straight through to the kitchen he headed with glee,
Hey! Who do you think we are, the Addams family!
I head for the window with a gulp and a yell,
He embraced the night sky, like a bat out of hell!
Don't call me Susie, Joyce or Patricia,
I'm thinking of changing my name to Morticia!
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