The mansion is dreary.
One should be leery
of entering its gate.
Better leave it to fate.
Each room offers a view
of history for you.
Beautifully furnished rooms
swept clean by invisible brooms.
“Who lives here?” you might ask
if you dare take him to the task.
“Only I,” he might reply
with a twinkle in his eye.
He steps closer to me.
His eyes are red I can see.
Is he a creature of the night?
My heart pounds with fright.
THE DEAD GAME
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