Don't turn the light on
Don't shut the door
Don't you ignore me
'cos I've been here before.
The door slammed behind me
The light flickered on
A madman stood here laughing
And then that man was gone.
You should have listened to me
I told you to stay away
But I knew the tales of a haunted house
Would attract someone someday.
And now it's too late to run home
'cos that madman's here again
He has a knife to cut you up
And cause you lots of pain.
You'll look around and wonder why
There's no-one else to see
Then feel a fool when you realise
That the MAD madman is ME!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem