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Spooky

He did not like
To be a ghost.
It was not his choice
To be one
So he bitched, moaned
And cried --- cried for help
And release
Which only made it worse
As the residents of the house
Only laughed at the spooky sounds
And celebrated the living deads
On special nights.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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