Spirit lives on when matter dies
Adjourns to homes in lofty skies
To reflect on why it had to be
And remembers it was destiny
To contact spirit while in vogue
Attract the good and not a rouge
Then try a Medium that is the way
To let the Spirits have their say
They're seen by some to take the form
That while on this earth was the norm'
But felt by others as a cool breeze
It’s enough to make the wary freeze
The fortune teller who's crystal gaze
Will answer your questions and amaze
And bring for you that Divine truth
From your aunt Dot here is the proof
The oiuja board or glass and letters
Opens doors we should've known better
Then is our need for spirit guidance
To bid the summoned ghost good riddance
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