The Shining

A retreat for us all,

a fine place to rest.

What could go wrong?

This place is the best.

So let us now go,

let us fleet, flit, and fly.

Nothing will happen.

It's not like we'll die.

You seem so distraught,

is this some type of ploy?

All work and no play

makes me a dull boy.

Wendy, don't run,

for my axe head is brawny.

I'll chop through this door

and shout out here's Johnny.

You think you can hide

inside of this maze?

I'll find you here, Danny

and make this your grave!