“Effervescent!' said I, “thing of ghost.”

Back into my memories bewitching

And so it came gently murmuring

Haunting - haunting - haunting!

And so I screamed, “Is that a spectral?”

I threw its ghost against the idylls

“It's that joyousness,” I muttered

The mozartean melody mesmerizing

Only this and an aimlessness toss

And the encounter ever horrifying