Haunted
It must be fun; being a ghost.
Just knock bang and give things a rattle.
Providing a good scare.
We, the living, are easily scared.
We know when we’ve a ghost.
Haunted houses have many, knocks, bangs and rattles.
With haunts, even the walls rattle.
In the dark night it’s scarier.
Point your camera at the air and you may photograph a ghost.
Pray that your ghost is nice; tolerate its rattling and never show that you’re scared.
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