Candelabra Ghost
candelabra ghost did a cha cha cha
He had the whole mansion to himself
Fiddly dee, fiddly whimsical mccaw
he grabbed two candelabras down from the shelf
It was heavy, sure, but looked great when lit
He lit them both and gave a hippy eye cay cay cay
The mansion began snickering, black cat had a fit.
Cannot please everyone said the ghost, but what the hey?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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