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John F. McCullagh

(09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Mediums, well done


The Fox sisters of Rochester
lived in a haunted house.
A spirit there was stirring
That was probably not a mouse.
Spirits rapped upon the walls
and on the window panes.
The sisters Fox would rap right back
according to their claims.

The Foxes were sensations,
The Belles of Halloween
Their Séances well attended
By the credulous, T’would seem.
Spirit fever gripped the land
With rapping on a table
(Maggie Fox was double jointed
And the whole thing was a fable.)

It’s hard to sell your real estate
when it’s a haunted home.
But when spooks rap, rap right back
You’ll never be alone.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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The Fox sisters of Rochester, NY were the sensations of the spiritualism movement in the 1870's

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