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Created on: October 08, 2009
All of the webs were hanging with spiders galore
we had to walk through them to get to the door.
I was scared, I was shaking, I wanted to run
but my brother convinced me, it would be fun.
My heart was pounding as I went through the web
only to find a man with no head.
A girl in a coffin and blood everywhere
a ghost and a vampire also were there.
"Please come in" the eerie voice said
this is the house of living and dead.
Don't be afraid, just take a chance
but I couldn't move for I'd wet in my pants.
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