Alone neglected the house was stark
empty for years unwelcome icy cold
silent nothing moved it looked dark
with a faded sign reading house sold
whether night or day there is no telling
what was in this despicable dwelling!
Noises had often been heard from inside
even the stagnant air had a foul smell
what did this house have within to hide
could it be another gateway to hell
oozing evil this was an abomination
they entered with a deep trepidation!
Trees were rotten everything had died
yet these fools still the house defied!
The Foureyed Poet.