When finding yourself in a horror film
An escaped killer,
Is heard in the street
I'm alone, and the power goes out
I run down the stairs,
in my new underwear
Is anyone there? I do shout
Still alone in my house
I don't flee for the hills
The cellar door does invite
There's a strange eerie glow
Coming from down below
I walk down with no torch or a light
Im alone in the forest
Being hunted once more
I must trip over every stray root
Flap my arms as I flee
Then I'll hide by a tree
Or a twig or a leaf or a shoot
Now my house has a guest
And it's not very nice
In the form of a demon or ghoul
They warned not to look
At that weird demon book
But I learnt about Latin in school
Brilliant!
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