The Ghost of Dr Seuss
I woke up from the house of dead...
Awakened by some noise
I heard the sounds of two young children...
Playing with their toys
Alone I live here by myself...
In my single bedroom house
I moved here seven years ago...
When death had stole my spouse
The noise was coming from my attic...
So I looked to see what I could find
When I opened up my ceiling hatch...
The sight had blown my mind
It was an elderly man reading a book...
Hanging from a noose
So I slammed the door and ran like hell...
It was the ghost of Dr. Seuss
Ghost Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
2/20/21
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