In my rather long epic poem "The Sites of Mayberry", I had to leave out a few very important places. However, I felt so bad not including the Rimshaw House, I did a short one just about it. Hope you don't mind my posting here for you, as I know many of you enjoy that episode as much as I do.
The Rimshaw House Broken windows, cobwebs, and dust everywhere Moving eyes caused by light and axes floating in air. Secret doorways fly open pulling all out of sight Stairways that creak and go bump in the night. Dark cellars so spooky filled with cold damp air Even homeless old bums would never venture there. Torn wallpaper that's warm and a fireplace so cold Murder's been done in this house so the story is told. On the night Rimshaw died he went alone to his grave With a curse and a warning to the bold and the brave. Stay away from this house were the words he did say, He promised he'd return every night and each day. Kenneth G. Anderson 2906 May Street Eau Claire, Wisconsin 54701 715-839-8470 [EMAIL PROTECTED] _______________________________________________ WBMUTBB mailing list [email protected] http://mail.wbmutbb.com/mailman/listinfo/wbmutbb_wbmutbb.com http://www.mayberry.com/tagsrwc/wbmutbb/
