My long lost uncle passed away
A Mansion was left in his will
His tortured soul in disarray
The estate was high on a hill
I rode the coach into the night
And arrived at the property
I entered the gate in dim moonlight
I don’t know what came over me
I had a note penned in his hand
He wrote it in verse to his niece
It said that I would understand
If I fold the poem in a crease
The answer sent chills up my back
A crease in the spine of the house
For it said the house would attack
It swallowed the soul of his spouse
It swallowed the soul of his spouse
For it said the house would attack
A crease in the spine of the house
The answer sent chills up my back
If I fold the poem in a crease
It said that I would understand
He wrote it in verse to his niece
I had a note penned in his hand
I don’t know what came over me
I entered the gate in dim moonlight
And arrived at the property
I rode the coach into the night
The estate was high on a hill
His tortured soul in disarray
A Mansion was left in his will
My long lost uncle passed away



















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