I met an old man named Fred
Who said, “I am long since dead”.
I offered him toast
But, being a ghost,
He screamed and took off his head!
I met an old man named Fred
Who said, “I am long since dead”.
I offered him toast
But, being a ghost,
He screamed and took off his head!
I think I’d be the one screaming.
I must confess to quickly turning tail when Fred took off his head, Vivienne!
Loved that! Great fun.
Thank you, Esther. I’m pleased you liked my poem.