There was a ghost called Frank,
Who liked his chains to clank
In a manner most foul,
(Which caused the dogs to howl)!
And his stare was cold and blank.
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A disreputable old ghost called Frank
Liked his chains to clank.
He stole a young lady’s towel,
In a manner most foul
As she lazed on the river bank.
K Morris - Poet 
Gost???? 😉
So I have been told … Thanks for your comment Jack.
These are always fun to read. I have always enjoyed how you use names and then build these tiny episodes around this person, and in this case a gost! 🙂
Thank you. I’m delighted you enjoyed my limerick and thank you for following my blog. Kevin