investigators of the paranormal

It twas a dark and stormy night
for ghouls and witches to cause a fright
for investigators of the paranormal
or to you and me, not. Really normal

With cameras made just for the dark
And gadgets that flash with a spark
and heavy stuff they use to record
The other side, if they feel bored

There was Andrew, betty, Sid and Sue
Came all the way down south from Crewe
So our intrepid heroes seek thrill
A haunted house near Burgess hill

They wait till dark, till the moon is fat
and enter the house to see a rat
The girls shrieked, Oh my! They said
the witches familiar it’s not dead!

And so they venture deep within
the cellars the place to begin
To call the witch from beyond the grave
was of course Andrew’s brainwave

And so they sit upon the floor
There’s not much room, it is a chore
And pull out their Ouija board
for now the spirits must be explored

A candle is lit. It gives no light
and shadows dance, to give a fright.
Anyone there? Andrew mutters
Speak to us Betty stutters

Oh Sid look an orb. A moth is seen
Its wings are brightly evergreen
It flies towards the candle light
to burst into flames, oh what a fright

Another orb says Sue quite loud
it seems to have a fire shroud
it must be evil, there’s no doubt
Again the girls let out a shout

I feel a presence whispered Andrew
he gasped with breath. I now feel two
Who is there? please speak now
A bead of sweat dripped down his brow

Suddenly a flash of light
Again our hero's had a fright
what the hell? a voice  said in chord


who the hell are you and why are you sitting in my larder with a candle and an Ouija board?

Yes they had broke into the wrong house.