I really Don't joke.
You can hear it
creeping down the halls-
a soft Pitter-Patter.
When my friends come to stay-
And they Don't stay no more!
They'd wake up screaming
to a mouth full of fur.
You're not convinced?
You think it's the cat?
Well are cat ran away!
Can you believe that?
Then we got a dog-
he was supposed to protect us...
But then food started to end up
in the living-room.
Oh..
NOT on the floor!
It was all set up.
Nice and fancy,
On a china plate
I'd never seen before.
The TV would be on-
When we thought we'd turned it off.
My Granny is upset...
It didn't start
'till she came 'round.
The ghost must not like her
very much...
Or her hard-slippers and coat.
Or her mid-night snacks.
Or her fancy bowls.
My granny is old-
and her memory bad.
I hope this ghost
doesn't drive her mad!