The
HUNTED HOUSE
By: Aayah Hassanein Grade:
6
Dark
with no light
Here
comes a man in life
Holding
a weird knife
Entered
a hunted house
Which
creaked like mouse
As he
stepped on the wood
And
was filled with blood
All
over the floor
Where
they store
Organs,
ghosts, mummies
Brains,
hearts, and dead bodies
In
every empty room
Where
they never gloom
With
their lights
In
dark nights
***************
If you
go in there
It’s
empty everywhere
You
could only find your hosts
Thousands
of white ghosts
Flying
all around
Up and
down, round and round
They
go high and low
So
fast not slow
As you
think
They
move in a wink
They’ll
spell ink
On you
as you blink
***************
No one
could live even a mouse
In
this strange, hunted house
You
will fear
And
you won’t come near
Because
you’ll hear a voice
A very
strange noise
From
far away
So
away you stay
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