The Georgian Mansion stood vacant and gray
A reminder of its glorious bygone days,
Now ominous and dark like a sorrowful hearse
Abandoned by the family because of a curse.
It started rather abruptly one blustery autumn day
When a weary stranger happened by and was invited to stay,
For the family that lived there were known to be kind
And so he accepted their invite and with them he dined.
The meal was sumptuous and as the stranger did dine
He remarked at the décor and the furniture so fine,
He also carried on about not having a home
And wished that such a house could somehow be his own.
And so continued his covetous ranting discourse
About a house he clearly wished to own,
Until that fateful moment, when carelessly he swallowed
And began choking on a baked chicken bone.
Terrified were the hosts who knew not what to do
But only stared as their guest turned blue!
And as the stranger collapsed he fell straight back,
Falling dead in horrid plain view.
Knowing not who he was nor his next of kin
They arranged to have him buried near by
On a parcel of land with a view that was grand,
Under an oak tree that reached to the sky.
Then one dark stormy Halloween night
While family and friends came together,
Stood the stranger at the gate who could not wait
To join them and get out of the weather.
Silver trophy winner
Adding your comment:
. Nice job, good imagery and appropriate spookiness 
Good flow and strucutre.
