The Ghost
The Ghost
He is here, He is there,
He is everywhere.
His looks were old,
He comes as a soul.
When he comes, he changes the weather,
When he goes, he spreads the feather.
His eyes were red,
Like a burning crack.
He who never sleeps,
He who never relieves.
He who knows the past,
He who knows the future.
He never eats anything but He ate everything..
