The ghost in my home Hides in the shadows Plays in the walls The ghost in my home Watches me Scares me Frightens me The ghost in my home Needs to leave me alone GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!
The ghost in my home Knocks over my cups Topples my chairs
The ghost in my home Will be dealt with I called a necromancer Her name was Rose
The ghost in my home Says his name is Joe He lived here A long time ago
The ghost in my home Is actually quite cool He's very nice But also shy
Thee ghost in my home Wanted to scare me away But now we're both here to stay
The ghost in my home Is my best friend I promise I'm not crazy The ghost in my home Is real I think
Poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just don't get - and never would get. — Benjamin Alire Saenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
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