Casper and his Gang

They’re everywhere, it seems

Casper and his gang

The ghosts who lurk behind every corner

The ones who will rat you out

Then rout you out

They’re on the other end of the phone

The wise man said this would happen, that they’d come for you

Giggling and plotting in their white bed sheets

Tempting you with flowers and pearls

All smiles as they pull the rug out from under you

While you aren’t looking

Old women beseeched you to go to them yourself

With a few friendly words exchanged over coffee

But that’s not how it works

Not anymore

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