Open the door we do implore
What lurks behind we shall explore
Hidden rooms with secret tunnel
In kitchen liquor to funnel
Remnants of tenants expired
Hopeful fancy leaves us tired
No rattling chains; heaters hissing
Photos of loves ones gone missing
My thoughts do fly to long lost love
Hand on door knob I glance above
Into thin air fades my pookie
Shiver down spine feels so spooky