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The cottage

p { margin: 0; } In a small little cottage

Made of gnarled wood

Is a place where evil

Triumphs over good

A mystery cottage

Of unknown tries and trials

Surrounded by a swamp

Infested by crocodiles

Beyond the swamp was a jungle

Filled with creatures

Of various porportions

And horrifying features

And a crippled old man

Supported by only a cane

Found mystery, another world

And his turn to insane

As he hobbled along

His old squeaky floor

He heard a small noise

Unheard of before

It sounded like a whistle

Much also, like a roar

But what could it be?

The man wasn't sure

He heard the trees whine

And he heard wolves howl

He saw the sun sink past the hill

And he smelled a scent that was foul

He heard the crows squak

He heard the wind blow

He heard things that I'd

Prefer you not to know

Then he saw a big cloud

Arise over the hill

And that was the day

When the whole word stood still