Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
Strangers in a strange town
Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
a haiku a day
keeps obtuseness away
Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
a haiku a day 
I like this. It reads like the start of a story or a film. It makes me want to know what happens next.
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