There’s A Ghost In My Room

There’s a ghost in my room
Who thinks he can’t be seen
Flickers the lights at night
Just to make a scene

There’s a ghost in my room
He slowly closes the door
When it makes a creaking sound
I hear him laugh and roar

There’s a ghost in my room
Who makes many hideous cries
I give him a lot of brownie points
Just for all the tries

I feel like speaking the truth someday
Tell him to stop his gag
But the poor guy seems lonely
So I let his drab show drag

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