SPOOKY MANSION ON A HILL

There was once a queen fortune teller
Who possessed a magic scepter
She lived in a nice mansion
Which was full of attraction
That enticed the handsome town heckler

What was left of that mansion was a hill
Filled with stinking garbage landfill
After the night the town heckler vanished
His parents became so sad and anguished
Finding him, head stuck with power drill

Words travel far and wide come Halloween
Spooky tales about the mansion’s queen
Who drank blood and ate throbbing hearts
While cooking other bloody body parts—
Main ingredients for delicious chow mein

Every Halloween, the mansion reappears— a ghostly sight
Unknowing victims, nobody knew of their woeful plight
Except the creepy crawlers in the mansion’s ceiling
Silently searching, stalking and salivating…
Unseen by many, but a few hecklers at night!