what do you think they’re doing?
Do you think they’re dancing in
a cemetery between the gravestones.
Could they be following people around
and blowing in their ears?
If I was a ghost, I’d be following the person
who was the meanest to me in life and
playing awful pranks on her (ahem, or him).
That is why we have our imaginations, so
that we can seek revenge in our dreams.
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