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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMe And The Ghost Upstairs
Once upon a midnight drearyWhile I pondered weak and wearyFrom a long trip on the ErieComes a rappin' on my chamber doorIt's an ectoplasmic tappingThat disturbs my nightly nappingLike a shroud that's gently flappingEmanating from the second floor.Buddies are we, me and the ghost upstairsSipping our tea, me and the ghost upstairsBut he's inclined to moan when left aloneSo I think of things that'll tickle his funny boneLonely old ghost upstairsRegular folks, droppin' our worldly caresSwappin' our jokes, me and the ghost upstairsAnd then she slaps his shroud and laughs out loudAnd says "Oh boy, that'll paralyze all the crowd!"Jolly old ghost upstairsHe's quite a cookHe serves a beautiful drinkHe wrote a bookAnd in invisible inkI took a lookAnd the title 'pon the pageWas "The Groups of Wraith"Once in a while he brings a a gang of friendsDoes it in style, careless of what he spendsAnd though the place is small we have a ball'Cuz you know those spooks don't require no room at allWe have some mighty fine affairs me and the ghost upstairsWe have some mighty fine affairs me and the ghost upstairs
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