“Come share a drink with me,” said he.
“I don’t mind if I do,” said me,
And followed him where he led me.
“Where go we?” said I.
“To a secret place, where no one might spy.”
I wondered why.
The reason soon was revealed,
As his disguise off he peeled.
I gasped in horror, “You’re the bad-bad Boggart Man!”
He laughed. “Gotcha! Catch as catch can.”
crispina kemp 
I haven’t heard that phrase for many a year.
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Oops! Good story Crispina
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Thank you, Sadje. Our Thursday fun!
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You’re welcome 😉
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That’s what happens when one is too quick to say yes!
Now run!
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Indeed, scarper, quick as can be
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😀
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Good to see your humorous horror side.
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Twice a week that side is tempted out. Doesn’t always make it. Sometimes the Muse takes me
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