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Ghosts of The Towers The Grange The Court	A
Ghosts of the Castle Keep	B
Ghosts of the finicking high life sort	A
Are growing a trifle cheap	B
But here is a spook of another stamp	C
No thin theatrical sham	D
But a spectre who fears not dirt nor damp	C
He rides on a London tram	D
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By the curious glance of a mortal eye	E
He is not seen He's heard	F
His steps go a creeping creeping by	E
He speaks but a single word	F
You may hear his feet you may hear them plain	G
For it's odd in a ghost they crunch	H
You may hear the whirr of his rattling chain	G
And the ting of his ringing punch	H
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The gathering shadows of night fall fast	I
The lamps in the street are lit	J
To the roof have the eerie footsteps passed	I
Where the outside passengers sit	J
To the passenger's side has the spectre paced	K
For a moment he halts they say	L
Then a ring from the punch at the unseen waist	K
And the footsteps pass away	L
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That is the tale of the haunted car	M
And if on that car you ride	N
You won't believe me have journeyed far	M
Ere the spectre seeks your side	N
Ay all unseen by your seat he'll stand	O
And unless it's a wig your hair	P
Will rise at the touch of his icy hand	O
And the sound of his whispered Fare	P
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At the end of the trip when you're getting down	Q
And you'll probably simply fly	E
Just give the conductor half a crown	Q
Ask who is the ghost and why	E
And the man will explain with bated breath	R
And point you a moral thus	S
'E's a pore young bloke wot wos crushed to death	R
By people as fought	T
As they didn't ought	T
For seats on a crowded bus	S

P. G. Wodehouse

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