4 pm in one midnight,
I the host,
Laughed in fright
On meeting a ghost.

He told the nervous me,
That I was handsome yet ugly;
And that he liked me
More than I liked me.

He told me a story,
That on a five storey
There was a floor no six,
In which, there was boy named Felix.

He told the mind-mocking me,
That Felix looked exactly like thee.
Nose full of ghee,
With his hands free,
He came near me
And guess what!
Gave me a ghee bath.