Living Like A Ghoul Poem by Lamar Cole

Living Like A Ghoul



His mind must have been under a curse.
Because he loved to ride around in a hearse.
He was fascinated by the dead.
He even slept in a coffin for a bed.
Some people thought that he was a fool.
Because he lived like a ghoul.

Sunday, August 25, 2019
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