"Let me burn my tongue, this stubborn made me diabetic"
They all hooted as if their ghost group were going first time poetic
Instead of frightening them & becoming chaotic,
He said "but it's a prank don't behave traumatic"
Their flame extinguished
They were just moved from an abandoned bungalow
They held there a meeting in cemetry situated in low
By positivity range, their old place is captured
The ghost hunters have sold negativity all over poured
Now they are drunkard and discussing ways
To recapture place and extending days.
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