The Welcome House
Tuesday, May 1,6: 48 PM.
In withheld suspense in deepening night
the welcome house waits for your delight
The tinkling crystal chandeliers light up the dusty old place
And the dirt and grime
from years upon years of time
Who wants to leave?
Why should looks deceive?
Stay and join us
for a life debauchery, and silken sheets
Where you don’t have to work to make ends meet
Are we require is your company, and a comfortable seat.
Relax and enjoy
The ghost of the waiters, and butlers, bell boys wait on your command
Like Lucifer to the hordes and the lost souls of the dammned...
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