Exorcise My GhostA Poem by DEAN FARNELL
I'm calling in the Vicar
The atmosphere has changed. I go to bed , with a thumping head There's something here that's strange. There is no doubt about it The apparitions here. Oh Vicar please, i'm on my knees Iv'e never felt such fear. For weeks iv'e seen this image It speaks to me around 10. It speaks to me, around half past 3 Now it's bugging me again. Your exorcising powers They'll need to be the best. Bring all your crosses, i'll cut my losses As i really need some rest. If you can't do this favour I'll come to church each day. I'd take my snooze, on your pews Where the ghosts will keep away.
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Added on January 23, 2012 Last Updated on March 22, 2012 AuthorDEAN FARNELLHENLOW, BEDFORD, United KingdomAboutQUIRKY SINGER HORROR SONG WRITER & QUIRKY AND DARK HORROR POETRY WRITER. more..Writing
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