There it is standing still,
The house that will stare at you.
The windows clatter and wine.
So are THEY sending a sign?
Everyone is full of fear.
Those ghost runs through our ears...
They all stand under the full moon light,
They are ready to give us a fright!
Ghosts run around the streets,
Looking for someone to meet.
They go places we don't wanna' go,
So stay away from their ghostly souls.
Let no ghost walk in the warm lamplight.
When you open the window and go to bed,
The ghost will come in and stand by your head!
Their lost faces will haunt our souls,
The fear and terror that fills that lost home...
By Sabine Ngono Atangana 8FA
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