Poem by Christine Tabaka
Ghost Story
Crawling from the creepy crypt,
a shadowed figure emerges.
Lanky lifeless limbs
dangle from the specter.
A shrill spine-tingling scream
emits from the apparition.
An eerie effulgent vision
While drifting over the necropolis.
All the while monstrous mischievous munchkins
giggle in delight.
