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Exorcise  My Ghost

Exorcise My Ghost

A 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.

© 2012 DEAN FARNELL


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Added on January 23, 2012
Last Updated on March 22, 2012

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DEAN FARNELL
DEAN FARNELL

HENLOW, BEDFORD, United Kingdom



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