The Haunted Hotel

The tales were true and gospel

At the haunted hotel

The rooms are old and creaky

With that musty aged smell

To think I pay to stay here

I must be quite insane

The thrill of what could happen

Brings me back again 

The walls all tell the stories

Of years of frightened guests

I want to be so haunted

I hope I will be next

Spirits filled my bedroom

My pictures were exclusive

But they turned out as they always do

You've guessed It Inconclusive