Inspired by Contest 'I Ain't Afraid of no Ghosts'
Sponsored by Casarah Nance
But not submitted.
Feeling Sorry For Ghosts There are none so naive as those who do not know That they have died and, having nowhere to go, Re-appear each night, giving the unprepared a fright. They do not intend to be anti-social souls, And would like to apologise for being ghouls But no one stops by choice, to hear a ghostly voice. And there is no one living in the nation, Who has had an intimate conversation, With a sexy banshee, sitting upon their knee. But the poor spirits' greatest ambition Is for confirmed human recognition; (The headless ghost is the one we fear the most). They walk alone, parted from the mortal, Separated by the unseen portal. Until a coming day, when others walk their way. Barry Stebbings 4/06/2016
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