Let's Run The Ghosts Back Poem by Eillio Imbasciati
Let's Run The Ghosts Back
Chugging,
The throats run dry,
Just like the man from Boston brought
Have the "Munchies";
Viewing that derivative film, but enjoying it, as well as the food
Humor becoming a bit ill as the din grows boisterous,
Caught a cold,
Along with some colonial spirits
Let's run the ghosts back, before we send them on their way
Don't forget to finish eating, turn off the VCR, rewind the 1988 cassette tape
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