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Ghost that haunts me in my new house


In my new house there is host

It is known as ghost

He lived for million time

Just he did was million crime

He is dark as night 

Strong as knight 

Has horse without head

Just because his horse is mad

He is white as snow

He is turely known 

For scaring little souls

He is never cure

He sit infront of grave

But he sounds like rave

Which was never been  pure

He is angry or sad

Because his cat is fat 

The cat lays on mat

Covered with bloodystamps

 

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