That's right.
I'm a ghostwriter.
And I have been for a while.
I bet you didn't even know.
That's because I'm just that good.
I write in a very ghost-like-invisible-fashion.
Over at Tammy's Funky Flowers.
I mysteriously wrote there just today.
And I used the word mysteriously in that post, too.
It must be the ghost in me.
So why don't you go check it out?
Or are you too scared of ghosts?
You really shouldn't worry, though...
I'm more of the "Casper"-type of ghost...
I'm more of the "Casper"-type of ghost...
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Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year - it brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul. -Unknown