Poem: I LIke Being Scared

  I Like Being Scared

I like being scared,

well just a wee bit,

as long as I know,

as long as I’m sure,

it turns out okay

in the end,

fear,

such a kick

to the

A-DRE-NA-LINE,

a knock at the door,

cries from the eaves

whistling wind,

rustling leaves,

moans from the attic

creaks on the stairs

shadowy shapes,

a picture that stares

OKAY THAT’S ENOUGH!

I like being scared,

well just a wee bit,

as long as I know,

as long as I’m sure,

it turns out okay

 in the end,

as long as I know,

OH NO………………!