THE OLD HOUSE ON THE HILL by cindy tevis

There's an old house on the hill
No one lives there but still
At midnight the neighbors all hear

Creaking and groaning
Laughing and moaning
Sounds guaranteed to strike fear

Sneak up to the window, look inside, take a peek
Something is moving in the corner, don't shriek!

It may be a mouse or an old alley cat
Look out! here it comes, it's a vampire bat!

Spider webs cover The dusty old chair
Making us feel we had better beware

No one lives there at least not the kind that we see
What is that over by the old willow tree?
It's so foggy and misty I really can't see
If it comes any nearer I may have to flee!

Goodbye!