Tromping In the Hall
Tromping in the hall
A tromp tromp tromp out in the hall,
I wondered ghostly was it all.
So I said "come visit me",
That’s all,
Perhaps it’s then I’ll see.
Click click of door it opened wide.
And shut so very quick.
Blue irredescent see through,hide,
my bedside lit by it.
Quite pretty dark headed little sort,
Her mini skirt was very short,
well above the knee.
And when I blinked I was abandoned.
Just the dark night did I see.
More tromp tromp on the carpet,
I Said “Come back to visit me!”
Click click of door again,
Her outline did I see.
But this time she seemed human,
A standing by instead,
I asked “what are you doing”.
Then checked the woman in my bed.
I looked back and she was gone,
My tromping visitor.
So tromping then I asked again,
"Come n talk to me".
Click click rapid door movement,
A loudly said "Ladelle"!
2 weeks later I started work,
The bosses name is spelled?
So I had this person walking in the hall with its thick carpet like she walked on a timber
floor,
She walked 3 paces up turned walked back constantly in this 50 year old house.
Since the woman in my bed moved out no more tromping. Maybe they left together?
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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