I met a ghost on this chilly night it
was no Casper
Just glared at me and let loose
with maniacal laughter
Rattled its rusty chains pointed its
finger toward me
Seeing my fear its face shone with
a terrible glee
Then beckoned me to follow which
somehow I did
Entered its realm then to learn I
too was dead
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Author:
gramann001 (
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- Category: Fantasy
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