A poem for Addams family

The Addams Family, dark and dreary,

Lived in a house that was a bit eerie.

With eyes that glowed and teeth so sharp,

There was a sight to see and warp.


Morticia, tall and slender,

With a voice that was soft and tender.

She walked to the garden of gloom,

Where flowers of black and purple bloom.


Gomez, the charming and suave,

was always ready with a wave.

He loved his wife, Morticia, so mean,

And Pugsley and Wednesday, their blood so green.


Uncle Fester, so odd and funny,

could light a bulb with just his money.

He lived in the attic, all alone,

But never felt sad or prone.


Lurch, the butler, so tall and grim,

moved around the house with a solemn trim.

He helped with the chores and daily tasks,

and never failed to fulfill his asks.


The Addams Family, so strange and wild,

Lived their lives with a carefree child.

They didn't care for society's rules,

and lived their lives as eccentric fools.