A Spirited Choice

It seems again the spirits dance
I can’t escape their ghostly trance

Should I join their bacchanale
And see what has them in a thrall?

They dance on the roof where most of us
Don’t stray for fear there’d be a fuss

I wonder why the spirits frolic
When the baby downstairs might have colic

I guess I’d only know the answer
If I went to the roof and joined as a dancer

Oh spirits, rocking your bods to the silent beat
Could you move the party over some other suite?

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