bats fly in dark woodland
around old derelict house
although pictures bland
surrounded by lots of mouse
lying close to a pond
full of green algae
although i'm not fond
within it someones vacuum
the house contains a tree
straight through the roof
dead mice around so pongee
shaking my head in disproof
that house has many stories
some cold, morbid and bleak
some are also fairly gory
i'll tell you more next week
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