The winds blew as the windows
we're closed by me. For the day
had been something which I
did not want to see.
So I put on my good luck candle
and as the wax melted on
I was knitting . Then I see a shadow
come out the candle what a ghost in
my candle my goodness they are everywhere. But who was this and what was his story of haunting me.
So he says I see you an your alive
and your burning my wick of my
aunts candle you got at that yard sale.
So stop so I don't lose my life. What if
you are a ghost then you are already
dead. Maybe but if I come out the 🕯️
and you melt all the wax then I will
not be able to live were she put me
because she was mad years ago and
said you drove my catelack so now
I wish you into my candle so you
won't come here and steal my catelack
ever again. So then I have been here
ever sense. An you bought the very
thing which they put me in. An now
I don't want to leave. What well you
getting out of here with your crazy
self. You think it's suppose to stop
just because your real and I am a ghost
but not. I will smack your neighbor s
fart away and set there grills burning
in flames with my candle. Oh how rude farting at my door and yelling
you better get out of here after your stinky ass done farted up the hall
oh no. Out there I will not be for some cheap trash which farts and
wants to dwell in my candle. I will
burn you out so she burned the whole
thing down and when she did.
He disappeared but where well hope
fully at rest with his evil ass which
is never well in my eyes. And I am part blind but I see there wicked ways.
An know that my day is coming when
they are going to pay for all the days
they put me through evil just because
they wanted to run there mouths and
lied all around about me an mine
oh they threw stones but don't see
there own evils. One side you be gone
when I burn you out my way for cause
all kinds of troubles for your own
evil bye evil an don't come back ever.
For what you did you made an enemy
at of a peaceful retired student teacher
so I can't see your ways and wish not to be informed of you farting and cursing ways. Because with hate and no one wants to see that. And after
I said these words there bad ass never
returned to be nasty ever ever ever
again. Thank goodness for small favors holylord thank you on this
Sunday.
© Mash