Nightmare Dream Poem by Lee Fones

open door that creaky door
watch out for spiders webs
one goes across your legs
shouting out you swore

tiny creature legs have eight
there hanging round the walls
small eyes glaring in halls
hope they get my mate

no lighting in this house
and a nasty rancid stink
there's blood red sink
with lots of famous grouse

creaking wooden stairs
banister's fallen off
every step i take scoff
need off urgent repairs

so this house so haunted
or so indeed would seem
another bloody nightmare dream
leaving you feeling daunted