The Wine Cellar Secrets

Since the last owner, of the mansion on Willow Lane, in Tulsa, Oklahoma, there has been scares upon the cellar which only remains

The crystal goblets, still hang in hundreds across the brick molten wall, and the webs upon the cases of wine stagger, each and everyone

The wine trenches are deep, they extend twenty feet or more, and age back to the early eighteenth century, when the times played

The new owners of a rebuilt mansion, the old was burned down, with unknown facts, but now, it stands most erect, with beautiful white, pillars and a round about porch, circling the gardens view

Now, it is time for a party, for the newcomers, to meet their guests, the Swanson's have many luxuries, they own half of the banks in the southern area, now they want to show off

But, what they do not know, is that the deaths in the very place, the mansion burnt away, had a housekeeper, who knew, every hallway, and the passion she had for the master farmer

The wine has been used for decades, the dates of the wines enriched the time, each bottle would represent another murder, in time, just let the drink begin

And when the party is over, the housekeeper will appear to pour your drink, another, and another, until you can no longer think, what secrets lie in the cellar, the time of loss, and love, and hell

The wine cellar secrets, will twist your neck, until you are hung, and the fields of cotton, will be filled with your skeletal remains, one, by one, until the cotton fields cry your name