by Brian Caron

Created on: April 22, 2008

Left is bloody pathway

A gory creepy road

To a violent scary

Fearful dead-end abode

Right is a stairway

Up and down delights

Monsters traveling

Up and down all night

Backwards is a cliff face

A sheer drop to the rocks

Wispy winds and clouds

Create the freezing shocks

Forwards is a mystery

A colorless, odorless mist

A Left, a Right, a Backwards

All the things that They insist

Directions are a crazy thing

They take you there and here

They lead you 'round

And twist you down

And make you disappear

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