call him Casper

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You are the poster child of the best
1st i buy our carpeted nest
Carly to go to a better home
I shall load the car that has been known
Practice for rhymes started as i laid in bed
I was there for hours rhymes in my head
Speaking them out in a quiet whisper
Theer was a friendly ghost call him Casper
Actually something happened this is fully true
A guy in a wheelchair came up it was a dude
I told him to get me a cigarette
He left he came back he was set
It was a filterless Pal Mal like my step dad smoked
Then he had to get a lighter the flame cooked
I liked it a lot it left a plume
I blew it out i filled the room
Therapists came back they were just a fussing
But i liked it there was laughter they were busting
I was already a chump i had been all day
I hated that dump an ALF it was fate
i love you,
michael"DEE"house