Welcome, welcome, don't be shy. Leave your little fears outside. Hang your coat and take a chair. Never mind who's sitting there. The clock runs backward after ten. The portraits blink and breathe again. Make yourself at home, my dear. We don't get many visitors here. Did that painting just move? Move? Of course not. It did. Tea? No. Pity. When the panels start to sway, that's when all our guests should stay! Hey! Welcome to the haunted living room, where the chairs may dance and the flowers bloom. Every shadow knows your name, every night we play the same old game. Something's moving in the gloom. Welcome to the haunted living room. Grandfather's clock has lost its mind. It strikes thirteen from time to time. The chandelier complains all night. The fireplace won't burn quite right. That sofa sighs when left alone. The telephone has grown a bone. And if you hear a knock upstairs, please pretend that no one's there. There's someone upstairs. No. I heard footsteps. Mice. They were wearing shoes. Very well-dressed mice. When the curtains start to ring, that's when all our guests should sing! Welcome to the haunted living room, where the chairs may dance and the flowers bloom. Every shadow knows your name, every night we play the same old game. I can see them in the gloom. Welcome to the haunted living room. People come and people go. Why they leave I never know. Some run screaming through the door. Some don't leave at all anymore. What was that? What was what? That last part. More tea? No. Excellent. When the clock strikes thirteen! When the walls begin to sing! When the dead all... don't say it... dance! Welcome to the haunted living room, where the whole house dances by the light of the moon. Every shadow knows your name, now you're part of our peculiar game. Every doorway, every room, something's laughing in the gloom. Don't be frightened. I am not! Stay for dinner. Absolutely not! Welcome to the haunted living room! Living room! Living room! Make yourself at home. I'm leaving. See you tomorrow. What? What?
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