A view by day and spook by night
They said to whisper and step alight
Boys come from all directions
With plaid white shirts, without retractions
The paints reflect golden by the sun's rays
Dirty white comes bright without the clouds' dismay
A fun to talk within your circle
I bet in their dreams it's full of webs and icicles
Sing a lullaby with a company
To avoid echos and cries, grim and classy
Find the angle and when to capture
Apparitions come and go, in minds they torture
Wow. I can't believe I was to finish such kind of poetry. I might make more though 馃槀