Eight superman dressed ten year olds entered the haunted house
Everyone hid timidity, though scared as a small mouse
A venture on the hallowed eve.
No one knew what they’d receive
It was Joe’s turn to be first in case a sacrifice was needed
The creaky door filled their hearts with fright, of course never heeded
Joe pushed through ancient spiderwebs, his cape used as a shield
And the others trooped behind him, and their capes also weild
But no skeletons did they find, but one old lonely lady
She looked welcoming and surprised and was sitting at a table
“Oh my grandchildren have arrived, I’m so glad you came for tea!”
The boys were realizing what they found and sat down with relief
The lesson here an old one, don’t judge a book by its cover
The old woman needed friends and that’s who they discovered.
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