Haunted Poem by Aram Stefanian

Haunted by an obtrusive ghost
You got the jitters and freaked out
Wished it vanished or got lost
The same fear you had, being a sprout

It turned the house upside down
Looking for a token he couldn't find
Into a mad whirlpool you were drawn
Too scared you would lose your mind

Then you saw clearly the ghost's face
Which was exactly your dead ringer
It whispered, 'I'll be giving up the chase
If you break bread with me and gratify my hunger'