uncle vlad's spooky stories

I am a little ghost
I’ve finished all my toast
I’ve nothing left to boast

And I’m so loooonly.

I try to talk to friends
Who can’t see me and when
They feel my chill on them

run so far awaaayyyy.

I chase them all and cry
“You don’t have to fly,”
And the more they run I try

To catch them ‘fore they gooooo.

But it’s never any good
Flying through the wood
Acting as I should

They never stop to plaaayyy.

So that’s the way it goes
This ghost does what he knows
And spends his nights with crows

‘Cause they don’t run awaaaayyy.

There was once a girl who wore a green ribbon

‘round her neck so exceedingly fair

And everyone who saw her came up and asked

“Hey, what’s that ribbon doing there?”

“Oh, it holds on my head,” young Jenny would say,

“For without it, my head would fall.”

And everyone laughed because of her joke

And no one believed her at all.

The ribbon was soiled and so dirty

Never did it seem to be washed

And everyone stared and snickered at her

But Jenny would not have it be tossed.

Then one day a school bully named Victor

Took it upon himself to be bold

And planned to snatch the green ribbon away

To see if it would do as foretold.

He wanted to steal it at recess

So everyone could see instead

That Jenny was just a silly ol’ millie

And the ribbon wasn’t holding her head.

But Jenny had heard all the rumors

And heard also the bully’s brash boast

And hid from the bully at recess

And she ran down the road to the coast.

But Victor and the children all chased her

Just wanting to see what they would

And surrounded young Jenny on the shoreline.

Poor Jenny felt upset as she should.

“Wait,” she said, holding out her hand.

“If this is what you want to see,

But my head, if lost, will be exceedingly cross.

It’ll go much worse for you than for me.”

And with that she reached to the ribbon

And gave it a might strong tug

And her head fell down, all the way to the ground

And grinned up at them all like a bug.

Victor, he screamed out the loudest

And the children in fear ran away

And Jenny’s quick body chased them for fun

Her laughing head now leading the way.

And to this day if you see a green ribbon

Round someone’s neck so exceedingly fair

Never should you dare to give it a pull

If you do, for your life, have a care.