Ghosts
I think I’ll wear a sheet,
A big, white, ghostly sheet;
And go about on Halloween
To scare the folks I meet.
I’ll be entirely covered up -
All white from head to feet,
And I don’t think they’ll ever guess
That I’m inside that sheet.
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