A tale I wrote
Jed threw the dirty duvet cover
on the floor. He grabbed the fresh,
clean, white one to replace it.
He opted for the method
where you turn the cover
inside out and put your arms
and head in the middle
so that you sort of wear it
and look a bit like a ghost.
Unfortunately, or fortunately
depending on your comic persuasion,
a filling fell out of one of his molars
and choked him to death,
so when he came back to haunt
his ex boyfriend,
a shelf stacker at his Sainsbury's Local
and that bus driver
who once called him a 'tosser',
he looked a little pathetic.