5 January 2013
There's a ghost in my pipes,
It makes an awful noise;
He tap tap taps,
Just like a naughty boy.
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Sometimes he growls,
And sometimes he groans.
When the heating goes on,
He protests and moans.
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When its quiet and I'm reading a book,
He makes the radiators drip, so I'll take a look.
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On stormy nights, when we're wrapped up in bed.
He must get lonely, so starts creaking instead.
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"What's that noise?" Some visitors say,
"It's the central heating"
They say "No way!"
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He must be one of those naughty, mischievous types.
The ghost that resides in my central heating pipes.
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A Ghost In The Cistern • Opuss № I