1 November 2012
Blackness surrounds me In despair I hear a creak It's coming from the lair
Tip toeing down the stairs Which will lead me into the room There may be a ghost That shouts out BOO!
The black air Gives me shivers I make myself jump By looking in the mirrors
I look behind the bookcase And there I trace Footprints I need To solve the case
The Lair • Opuss № I