A Ghost's Addiction Poem by Maddy Jones

'Where has he gone?
Where did he go?
Could it be true?
I don't know',

People say this,
When he walks by,
He disappears,
This ghostly guy,

He is a ghost,
It's not an act,
Let's make the most,
Of this strange fact,

The Ghostly Man,
Can walk through walls,
Scare your children,
And pace the halls,

But all he wants,
Is a cup of joe,
If he gets that,
I promise he'll go,

Having no java,
He's clearly mad,
Quick, give 'im yours!
Now, he'll be glad.