AnElephantCant deny he’s a scaredy cat
He does not always feel safe in the night
His panic is complete
If some freak in a sheet
Shouts boo and gives him a quite fearful fright
And then he might waken in the darkness
And decide to hide behind his bed-post
He does something wise
He covers his eyes
He does not want to see a g-g-g-g-g-ghost
He decides to rely on technology
Goes out and buys a reliable dead thing detector
Puts it under his bed
If the wee light turns red
It means he is being stalked by a silently supercilious spectre
Now AnElephant is a big sturdy laddie
More like a ton of turkey than a baby-faced bantam
But let’s cut to the chase
He has no wish to face
A fearsome ferocious frenetic fallacious fierce phantom
AnElephant has no desire to cause trouble
He tries to be nice and does not want to stir it
But he starts to worry
Because if he’s in a hurry
He runs fast and tramples folk if he spots a spirit
So perhaps he runs off to a distant far away place
Like New Zealand or even Alaska
Unless once or twice
He meets a wee ghosties who’s nice
Like that cartoon character in Paramount Pictures called Casper
Delightfully quirky
OMG funny
Just love the ghost detector thingy
I could use one in my closet
May be then I wouldn’t fret.
Merveilleuses aliterations et rhytme.
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Have you seen the movie the Ghost and Mrs. Muir?
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I LOVE that movie! It is awesome! 🙂
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I think so too!! 🙂
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I like this spooky poem
But what I love about this most all
Is that the teller,
The pachyderm feller
Like me, will run from a ghostie or ghoul
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