Thursday Afternoon, 2:00pm.

We blamed a ghost, today,
For the opening of our classroom door.
It was really the wind,
Of course, blowing through the broken window,
The great, mysterious,
Empty space at the end of our corridor.
The rain flowed right through and
The wind blew in too, opening our door.
How did the window break?
Will we just blame that too on the ghost who,
We liked to joke, opened
The door of our classroom this afternoon?


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