OVERGROWN
A house left to decay.
What a sad sight today.
No family in sight.
I gaze at it in fright.
Trees and bushes overgrown.
A darkness sets the sad tone.
Hedges block the sunlight.
Nothing lets in the light.
I can hear the creak of old bones.
The house settles with moans and groans.
It looks at me with mournful eyes.
I will buy it and take the prize.
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