Haunted House

There’s a face at a window
that isn’t a face.
There’s smoke from a chimney
that’s in the wrong place.

The front door screams open
then shuts with a SLAM;
I shouldn’t be scared
but I am, though, I AM!

The stairs I daren’t climb up
are creaky and grim,
the lighting is shadowy,
creepy and dim.

I freeze to this spot
and daren’t move at all –
there’s a howling, a moaning
right here in the hall,

a ghost brushes past
with a terrible chill;
a witch follows after-
I’m feeling quite ill!

Please let me go home
I won’t grumble and grouse
or EVER come back
to this haunted house!