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Jun 4
Five teens out joy riding on a country road
Pulling along side and nowΒ Β having slowed

Driving around looking for something to do
What we were doing, we didn't have a clue

Motoring past many miles of empty pasture
We should have driven past that place faster

Driving closer to a strange site in the field
That old ditch should have been sealed

Drawn to the side of road and seeing wood sticking out of the turf.
Wondering what this little excursion to the edge of town was worth

We get out of the car and walk cautiously up to this site
We were so glad that outside was still blue and bright

It's a basement of a home that has been torn down from long ago.
What was down there we were quite scared and did not know

We decide to walk down those narrow wooden stairs
Wondering who were the former owners or heirs

But only walking the creepy stairs half way down
In that basement house, of my former home town

Heard a noise and saw something glistening at the bottom
For all we knew it could have been some rats or a possum

Scared we ran up the stairs jumped in the car to head back to town.
Could have been the ghosts, our trip upon them they would frown

We were all scared to death at what we heard and saw.
Never to return to explore as we all drew a long straw

Copyright 6/3/2025
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Published 2024 in a magazine
old memories
lovetowritepoetry
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lovetowritepoetry  In the city
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