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When it is late
When it is late
and it is dark
and everybody sleeps.
Shhh!
Into our kitchen
a small ghost creeps.
Shhh!
Then he clatters and clangs,
batters and bangs.
So we pull up the cover
over our heads
and we block up our ears
and
STAY
IN
BED.
I saw a ghost.
I saw a ghost
that stared
and stared.
I stood still
and acted scared.
But that was just
a big pretend.
I knew that ghost.
It was MY FRIEND.