The Headless Ghost Poem by Anna Turtle

Can you see it?
The white over there!
Did you see its head,
Under its arm where?

Almost transparent,
And white as snow!
Maybe it is time,
For us to go.

The headless ghost,
Spreads horror and fear.
Goes trough a wall,
And appears here.

Run for your life,
Or wait for the ghost.
The rumours says,
He eats mortals roast.

Do you believe in that?
Dare you take the chance?
But just so you know it,
You peed in your pants.