Roller coasters set up high,
as if to touch the midnight sky.
Glider swings move on their own,
whispers, shadows, haunting moans,
Fresh paved walkways, footsteps heard
voices echo, with no words...
Apparitions, here and there
will disappear from those that stare.
Moonlight mystery\'s fill the park,
but not until its after dark,
Bumper cars still filled with rust,
tend to move, but not till dusk
Some say this place is sure delight,
prepare yourself for such a fright.
The turnstiles wait for each new guest,
The rides immortal, and cease to rest
Each night is horror, from all around,
but only whispers can be found.
So make a plan and come to see...
You\'ll leave in terror, the haunting\'s free!