Corona ghosts crash the party

The president of the corona ghost union

Was not amused when he heard

That the Department of State

Was having a big party


He called upon his 2,750,000 members

To crash the diplomatic party

The ghosts all descended

on the party


The party goers sensed

There was something wrong

Then the ghosts became appearing

Slowly their forms took shape


The ghosts looked at the party goers

And the party ended

The guests fled


With the corona ghosts

Fading into the evening wind



By Jake Cosmos Aller