Unhappy Hour
You get a ghost inside the house
And all they do is groan
They terrify your kids and spouse
Complain a lot and moan
“Oh woe is me” their mournful cry
From dusk until the dawn
If they could give my life a try
They’d wish they’d not been born
© John W Fenn 18-09-2009
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