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Ghost In The House

One night while sitting in my home I thought I heard someone moan Am I hearing things cause Im alone But then a picture fell off my shelf Just a coincidence,I told mysef Now I hear footsteps outside my door Then a creaking on my bedroom floor I see her now standing next to me I close my eyes, no this cannot be All dressed in red and quite dead As she hovers next to my bed I hear her whisper in my ear Take my hand, come my dear You really have nothing to fear I let out a scream filled with fright And then she vanished into the night. carolann crowley 9/5/2019

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Date: 10/4/2012 11:32:00 AM
There's something weird in the neighborhood. Who you gonna call? Good descriptiveness and rhyming here.
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