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