Macabre Joke On the Ghost
"Shadows cannot be killed,
No one can negotiate, you're a mere living"
Simpered the ghost.
"Phantasmic" I muttered with a stare
in hidden quivers of fear ready to explode.
"Now watch the macabre joke by the living"
said, conjuring my courage
switched the light back ON,
killing the dead again instantly
"Yeah! eat that, creep."
heard a maunder fading
"Not again" he got smoked making me smile.
Eyes wandered around, corner to corner
under the bed to the ceiling.
'anymore ghost from past, ready to get blast?'
snickering I slip into my sleep.
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