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Haunted house Poem

One day We visited a haunted house,

We moved quietly like a little mouse.

I saw a rusted playground,

But there was absolutely no sound,

 

The house was dark blue,

We found a scary clue.

It led us to the stairs that was deep,

We found a mask that we wanted to keep.

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