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Are you there, Ghosts? It’s me, Redd…

A limerick

By Hailey McKennonPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Redd claimed she could speak to the dead.

Some warned she was off in the head.

“Dust off that old game—”

She croaked, “Ouija’s the name…”

Those ghosts sure left a whole lot unsaid.

childrens poetryperformance poetry

About the Creator

Hailey McKennon

Seattle-based, married, 27 year-old student—also working in the coffee industry. Lover of graphic novels, memoirs, Wes Anderson films, good food, classic cocktails, black coffee, and Washington wine. Check out my designs here.

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