When we passed the haunted house
Pete made a double-dog-dare.
He said that I was chicken
And I wouldn’t go in there.

I said, “Who’s afraid of ghosts?”
Sally Mae was with us too.
I really like Sally Mae
And I’m thinking that Pete knew.

I walked through the creaky gate
And up to the busted door.
I pushed it open slowly;
There were spider webs galore.

Inside it sure was spooky.
It was just a stupid house.
Something moved in the shadows;
Was it just a rat or mouse?

I’d been in there long enough!
That I panicked isn’t true…
There was only one front door
I just thought it needed two!