Stacey Gibbs

Rookie (October 26,1988 / Kansas City, Missouri)

All About The Ghost: Sonnet 4 - Poem by Stacey Gibbs

There once was a ghost
That loved to play
With my toast
While he would say
Twinkle my toes, twinkle my toes
But he loved to pick
His nose
While he was sick
From licking his toes
Which made his nose bleed
Because he was eating toast
And from eating tumble weed
The ghost caught chicken pox
So he had to live in a box


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 12, 2011

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