I will not go near that house,
Especially not tonight.
It's usually all boarded up,
Doors and windows sealed tight.
It looks like a door is open.
I see the flickering of a light.
There are logs in the fireplace.
A fire is burning bright.
I'm sure there are witches dancing,
And goblins jumping about.
If you listen carefully,
You can hear monsters shout.
There must be a mummy,
And an ogre or two,
Along with a werewolf
Lapping up an unspeakable stew.
They put out decorations
To overcome my fright,
But I will not go near that house,
Especially not tonight!
Topic(s) of this poem: halloween
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