The Little Ghost

There once was a sad little Ghost, 
teased for his fright-less boo -- 
unable to scare anyone, in fact,
attracting many a bull 
(sounded like an amorous moo) 

Oh, that poor little ghost! -- his white sheet always blue; 
Maytag man suggested bleach: agitated back and forth~ 
Screech! Screech! Screech!…


(The saga of the Sad Little Ghost. Add to the saga in your comment: for example, the boo to the owl sounded like hoo...so he showed up with his Plagiarism lawyer~ etc.... The Witch heard the call as brew, or stew, so she got off her broom to prepare more gloom....)
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Dietrich Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 3:30 PM
Fun one, Joe. HOO HOO
DiMino Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 6:08 AM
Thank you, Andrea; blessings my friend.
Empress Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 12:30 PM
Pity the ghost! Fits the halloween theme very well, And you’ve woven words just in a very creative manner’ reminds me of something anaya might enjoy writing too, loved reading this especially “ so he showed up with his Plagiarism lawyer~ etc..“ lol fun one
DiMino Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 1:40 PM
No nonsense owl! Thank you my friend. Have a great weekend. Blessings.
One Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 10:12 AM
These are very clever.. unfortunately i do not have my humour head on today.. may look at it again tomorrow.. nice to see your funny side my friend..
DiMino Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 1:43 PM
Hi Si; one good thing about being old...I don't need to spend money on a costume to look scary:) Blessings my friend.
Greenhough Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 9:19 PM
That would be very bad luck to, not only die, but then to fail as a ghost. This was a light enjoysble poem.
DiMino Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 6:49 AM
Hi Hilda; I think that with all the real horror going on in this world, my mind said: today, don't go there...so, something on the cute side. A subconscious way of coping I guess. Blessings my friend.
Andresen Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 12:04 PM
- The little ghost had a sore throat, got some medicine from Doctor Scarecrow...after a week his boo was loud, clear and scary :))) - hugs
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 12:56 PM
Caw! Caw! Caw! Dr. Crow's Caw Drops. Clears and Boo'sts your volume. Love it; thank you, Anne. Blessings.
Buehler Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 11:44 AM
Here is my addition to the saga, Joe. 'The boo to the robin sounded like shoo, so, startled, away it flew.' This was fun! A great poem. :)
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 12:58 PM
...so startled away he flew...is this true?:)) And I hear the Bird-brain so insulted, he is now threatening the Ghost to sue. Thank you, Evelyn. Blessings.
Ray Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 10:06 AM
i have no idea what caught your fancy but it was enjoyable compared to the ghosts that shut down my urinary and bowel systems.....loved it Joe
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 11:03 AM
LOL! Thank you, Tim; love it. Blessings.
Sharma  Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 7:40 AM
Awwn, that little ghost is adorable! Maybe too innocent for the eerie world and therefore mocked by the fellows.. A very interesting poem this is and I love the creativity that you've showcased here with captivating wordplay.. The story of a Sad Little Ghost.. You really played with the ambience of this season very well & this can become a micro tale, easily.. Amazing!
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 7:53 AM
Thank you, Hiya . Play along if you feel inclined. What the heck -- all in harmless fun. Blessings.
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 7:21 AM
(The saga of the Sad Little Ghost. Add to the saga in your comment: for example, the boo to the owl sounded like hoo...so he showed up with his Plagiarism lawyer~ etc.... The Witch heard the call as brew, or stew, so she got off her broom to prepare more gloom....)
Buhagiar Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 7:16 AM
Poor little ghost! His elders must teach him. Blessings.
DiMino Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 7:22 AM
This time of year, they're all busy scaring children:) Love it! Thank you, Victor. All in fun. Blessings my friends.
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