Hey, Just wanted to give rhyming a try. I had a note on DeviantArt (I uploaded there first) but forgot to put it here. Feel free to review. Compliments make me feel good, and advice (I don't rhyme much) is greatly appreciated!
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Twas the Night before Christmas
In Amity Park.
GhostWriter decided to
Come for a Lark.
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Revisiting Phantom,
That was this Ghost's aim.
To see if this year
The old scrooge was the same.
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But lo and behold!
This Christmas Eve night,
His old 'friend' was decked out
In bright red and white!
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Cheerfully waving
At strangers he passed!
"Bah!" Snorted Writer,
"No way this can last!"
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"I saw him last year,
And if I want proof
That he really has changed,
This just isn't enough!"
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So using his powers
To keep him unseen,
The rhyming ghost followed
The unsuspecting teen.
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The first stop the boy made
Was to the ice rink
To meet his friend Tucker.
But what a terrible thing!
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Last week had been cold,
But this week was hotter.
And all of the ice
Had turned into water.
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Grinning in triumph
GhostWriter sat near.
"Just the thing to get rid of
His holiday cheer!"
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But he gasped as Danny
Discretely approached
The tiny stone wall
That the water encroached.
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With a look left and right,
As unseen as he'd get,
The boy silently put
His hand into the wet.
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The rink suddenly shone!
GhostWriter rubbed his eyes!
He hadn't expected
This little surprise!
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Danny backed up
From the rink with a smirk,
The water gone icy
From his brief ghostly work.
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He and Tucker met up
And the two left the together,
Danny having corrected
The unseasonal weather.
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"A second test passed."
The ghost mused aloud.
"But let's see how he handles
The holiday crowd."
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Danny entered the mall,
Writer pulled to a stop.
His jaw hit the floor
And the poor ghost's eyes popped.
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A quick dash into hiding
And Phantom appeared.
With a red pointy hat
And a Santa Clause beard.
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Trying hard not to laugh,
GhostWriter swallowed,
And as Danny took off
The ghost quietly followed.
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Standing in the mall's center
Was a huge Christmas tree!
And a crowd going back
As far as Writer could see!
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Grinning, the Ghost boy
Pulled to a stop
And flew up and placed
A big star at the top.
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Applause filled the mall,
The ghost boy took a bow.
Writer was amused.
"I understand now."
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"A publicity stunt,
To make the crowd love the boy.
But he'd do that even
Without Christmas Joy."
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Deciding to follow him
Seeking more proof,
Writer followed Phantom
Through the first story roof.
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Changing to human,
Dropping onto the floor,
Danny hooked back up with Tucker,
Off to visit some stores.
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"Ah, holiday shopping!
The seasonal craze!
Now I'll see the truth of it!
Has he changed his ways?"
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Beaming in triumph,
He stayed at the boy's back
As he bought books for his sister
And chocolate for Jack.
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The lines grew enormous!
The boy lost his red hat
As he bought his next present.
Who wanted a cat?
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He was jostled and shoved,
His smile started to fall
As he grimly pressed on
And then left the mall.
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But despite this new mood,
Writer was impressed with the boy.
How to explain
Such holiday Joy?
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His answer was given
Later on at Sam's place.
Danny staggered outside,
A goofy grin on his face.
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"Thanks for the present!"
Sam called from the door, a
Light spilling out from
The girl's menorah.
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Danny rubbed on his cheek,
His face a bright red.
"I think that I liked yours a lot better!"
He said.
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His spirit restored,
Danny went home with a grin,
Left undaunted by
Holiday bustle and din.
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Sure at last,
Ghostwriter then headed off
Back to the Ghost Zone.
He'd seen enough.
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Once back in his home the ghost spoke,
Still in rhyme,
"It looks like that Christmas book
Was worth my time."
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"I'm glad GhostWriter liked the free show."
Danny said,
As he hid all the presents
Under his bed.
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"Still, I hope that the poor guy
Has somebody at home.
It stinks if you're spending
The season alone."
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While deep in the Rockies
Vlad mumbled and schemed,
For he'd never have Joy
Without Maddie, it seemed.
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But then his front door sounded
Banging and knocks.
Upon opening it
He was handed a box.
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Lonely and angry, he screamed
"What is it NOW?"
He viciously tore open the box.
"Meow."