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Dec 2011
My house is haunted
it seems to me.
It has its
idiosyncrasies.
The heat comes up
pipes clank and hiss.
I fear something
must be amiss.
The floorboards creak
a dreadful sound.
Strange, it seems
no one's around.
The windows rattle
but the storm has ceased
This house won't give me
any peace .
Light bulbs flicker,
hiss and decease.
but even in darkness
my bills increase
Is some foul spirit
lurking here?
or perhaps the house
needs some repair.
I fear a demon from the abyss
in every clank creak rattle and hiss
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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