My Friendly Ghost

While sleeping in my bed one night I sensed a hint of gloom A shadow lurking far beneath And reeking now of doom I stood upon my sheets so straight As scratching could be heard A voice that didn’t sound like me Was really quite absurd Howling was the wind so loud And creaking were the branches The shadows below my window face Taunting eerie glances And then I saw the beast arise Just past my end bed post It snarled and raised its head up high A howled just like a ghost It jumped at me and so I screamed So mum ran and turned on the light I pulled the covers from my head To see what was the fright The shadow was much smaller now And sounded like a cat Of course it was my whiskers How was I scared of that? I curled in bed and off went the light And cuddled my old cat No more nonsense sounds were heard That was the end of that.