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The Ghosts and Griselda
Green
It was Halloween, when Griselda Green
Sang: Ghosts are gliding through my garden gate
Griselda gazed from the garden gate
Sing: Ghosts are gliding through my garden gate
G’s for ghosts, gliding ghostsGliding through the garden gate
Oh they gave a ghostly grinAnd took Griselda gliding with them
Sing: Ghosts are gliding through my garden gate
