Years went by, And now I stand at the same place Which was once a shattering house Years went by, And now I stand at the same place Which was once a shatteri...

This is a horror poem showing a ghost who was buried under her mansion. This is a horror poem showing a ghost who was buried under her mansion.

I want to have my own mansions, But I hate the ensuing tensions. I want to have my own mansions, But I hate the ensuing tensions.

Policemen laughed And said Not only bad You are a mad Policemen laughed And said Not only bad You are a mad

Every disowned house has a story to tell, Once a charming mansion, now rotting like hell! Every disowned house has a story to tell, Once a charming mansion, now rottin...

In such a big mansion of yours Will you hang a portrait of mine? In such a big mansion of yours Will you hang a portrait of mine?