My Limerick - 4 Poem by Sanat Kumar Banerjee

My Limerick - 4

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After dinner, as I went to bed
Ghosts started pulling my head
I light up the room
And brought a big broom
After a fight, they are all dead.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 15 June 2017

Ha.... Ha.... Ha.... Cremated or buried? Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Many Thanks!

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