The Haunted House

This was my first ever poem: I wrote it when i was 11, back in 6th grade. Its pretty stupid, but I love it all the same! :)

There is a Haunted house,

Full of dangerous cats and a mouse.

There are witches and wizards,

And to cook there are hundreds of lizards!

There are ghosts of sailors,

Fishermen and tailors,

There are webs of spiders,

And alive statues of horse riders.

To welcome there are many bats,

Who look like wings on rats.

And then there are the Egyptian mummies,

Who have very fat tummies.

The souls of our ancestors,

Live with their stupid sisters.

There are annual functions of the ghosts,

And also elections to elect the hosts.

George wishes that Osama the king of terror,

Should die and go to the house of horror.

As the house was haunted,

So it was wanted,

For the amount of Rs. 5 lacs,

Without giving any tax.

In greed of money,

And milk and honey,

People forgot about their lives,

And children and wives.

Then they all died,

And were cooked and fried,

From the souls to the ghosts are there,

When you die, once do visit here..!!