Twas a darky drainy -rainy night
When i first saw a ghost
Boy! O..Boy what a sight
My brains were pure toast
I saw her hanging from a tree
Red eyes and matching heels
I think you can pretty much understand
How a boy at such times feels
I mean her features were all gory
N' her teeth right out of the Movie Jaws
But she complimented them with her locks
Which covered up her flaws
But still i was shit scared
And stood awed.. starin’ at her
When suddenly she did a treble Summersault
N' landed like a ball uv’ fur
Now I've always been attracted
To ghosts who can summersault
Either that ...or a spirit
That enjoys a decent malt
So i summed up some courage
Said a decent,” How do you Boo “
She returned my courtesies
With a nice ,” I'm dead ...Thank you “
A few minutes of pleasantries
Random talks of the Devil
When I had a fleetin thought
“Why not take this to another level”
I took down her grave number
And since it was gettin’ late
Flashed my big cheery smile
And asked her out ..for a dinner date
But all Dining plans came crashing
And I had to leave in much Haste
Cuz’ she looked at me with those lovely eyes
And said, "I wonder how you Taste"
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