When I met a ghost in a churchyard
Who said, “being dead is so very hard!
I always try to be friendly,
But everyone’s so scared of me!”,
I ran at great speed from that churchyard!
When I met a ghost in a churchyard
Who said, “being dead is so very hard!
I always try to be friendly,
But everyone’s so scared of me!”,
I ran at great speed from that churchyard!
I would too!
I wondered who the other person was I saw from the corner of my eye running from the churchyard at the same time as me! I’m glad you liked my poem, Esther
Haha, very funny, Kevin
I’m pleased my poem made you laugh, Robbie.
Oh, poor ghost.
Indeed, poor ghost. It is a great pity that he has nobody to chat to. Come to think of it, he has no body at all …