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Oct 2010
Well this old house
It moans and creaks
And quite frankly darling
It gives me the creeps

Upon the wood floors
You hear no strides
The middle of the night
Is where the footsteps reside

No one awake
For a step to take
The ghosts and ghouls
Cause my soul to shake
Not finished, not sure what to do with the end. I'm stuck. Haha
Written by
Haley Vlietstra
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