Haunted house
There stands the haunted house
more frightening when near
Getting nearer , ran a mouse
gently pushing the cob webs clear
the walls stare dark with dust
woods fallen down to ruin
there stood an ancient bust
to proclaim its majesty in vain.
The smell made me giddy
and my legs hesitated to proceed
still my will made me steady
making my present for past to succeed.
The smell and sight intolerable
the memories too stink.
I turned with nostalgia, unbearable
but the past in mind still limping | 
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