Red Roses, cream white Violets
beautifies the entrance.
Lilac, Freesia gives off a sweet fragant.
Hear the beautiful tune from the Blackbird and Robin.
And through the misty air
lies a house with thick gray walls,
up on entering a cold dusty air greets, body shivers while I cough.
As I slowly enter one step at a time, a strange feeling hits like I'm being watched.
Approaching the stairs a chilling deep voice said " This is the place were many have come and not return, this is the HOUSE OF DOOM".