A Haunted Mansion

Step right up! Come and see!

Over here love. Mind the tree.

This lovely dwelling by the sea.

An aged and faded catastrophe.

With a balcony where a dame once fanned;

the manor of the estate is still so grand.

Make no mistake: This place is damned.

A curse runs through this wretched land.

A hybrid farm, at the time quite new.

This family proud of the work they do.

Upstanding citizens through and through.

Growing a crop for then's "me's and you's."

Wildly successful with a future bright.

How did they do it all? That's the fright.

The support team all lived here on site

the location of which only part of the blight.

Parlor at the ready to receive almost all.

Side door for those that the proper appall.

The dining area holds a table giant and tall

but room at the table was truly quite small.

The master bedroom is right up the stairs.

Just further, the beds of the few other heirs.

All with lush wardrobes of minimal tear

and fine, lavish cloth still on its first wear.

The study is where they forged their books.

Not enough were the many souls that they took.

Don't mind the hovel of the legitimate cook;

This is where the family did not want you to look.

It seems we have reached the final stop.

Flimsy quarters for those not on the top.

This is where they held their "lesser" stock.

Quite nothing compared to up the block.

Before I bid you back to your glee.

A fact to end my time with thee:

It was modern at the time you see.

Just like now, with you and me.

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Dedicated to M.R., a fantastic friend who also thought I wasn't being serious saying ghosts are real here.