In an old, abandoned house,
Lived a ghost so pale and shy,
She wandered through the empty rooms,
With a goat, her only ally.
The goat would follow close behind,
As the ghost would float and glide,
Through the halls and down the stairs,
With the goat always by her side.
They shared a bond so strong and true,
A friendship born of solitude,
And though they were both long gone,
Their love for each other renewed.
For even in death, they found a way,
To keep each other company,
The human ghost and her pet goat,
Together for all eternity.
