Welcome Home . . .

The sign read, Haunted Mansion this way

'C'mon, Betty, what do you say,

we've got one ticket left and it's the end of the day.'

'I don't know, John. I've got a funny feeling,

and it's getting quite dark.'

'Don't be a spoil sport, it'll be a lark.'

They deposited their tickets and entered the door

And Betty and John were heard of no more

A long time passed, and another couple came by

Daring to give the mansion a try

They were met inside by another couple

Who moved to greet them with moves so supple

'Welcome home, Dick and Jane,

now we can leave while you remain.'

Betty and John were no longer hosts

The mansion now had new resident ghosts

And so the Haunted Mansion, still there today

With its sign yet pointing out the way

Awaits new visits from unsuspecting callers

Who purchased tickets with eager dollars

Discovering much to their dismay

Once inside they were there to stay

Until with other victims they could trade . . .

It was how the mansion's game was played