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THE GHOST SLAYER

The ghost slayer,
Here comes the ghost slayer,

Riding on his fire cycle,
Here comes the ghost slayer

He fights all villains,

With his fiery looks,

He can thrash all of his enemies,

Anywhere, anytime, any day.

He can kill all demons,

With one flash of his hand,

Due to  the power of fire in him,

He is the fear of all villains.

His enemies fear,
Even his shadow,
For his power of fire.

Is the most powerful one.

The ghost slayer,

With his huge gun,
Kills all the ghosts coming in his way,

And let’s the innocent people have fun.

The ghost slayer,

Here comes the ghost slayer.

 

Comments1

  • baj-a

    Fun read but dang! why did he have to kill all the ghosts? Ghosts are not bad they are just trying to have some fun :-). some of my best friends are ghosts... lol!



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