Dancing Spectres And Haunted Furniture Poem by Justin Gildow

In the higher level of the haunted halls
Dancing spectres dance
While haunted furniture comes to life

Fighting, running, and jumping the best I can
I try to make my way past
Yet the dancing spectres and haunted furniture
seem to have other ideas

The dancing spectres dance, drift, and fly all
around me
While the haunted furniture just chases me
I can tell they all want to attack me

Fighting them all the best I can
I make a wonderful stand
As the dancing spectres disappear
And the haunted furniture is destroyed

After all that
I'm on my own again
At last