The Old Saloon Poem by Paul Warren

The Old Saloon



I opened the back door
And was startled at what I saw
For just a fleeting moment
They were arguing to a great extent

Suddenly there were guns and shots rang out
And the whole scene disappeared with a shout
There was no more for me to see
A ghostly apparition disappeared easily.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Thursday, January 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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