My poem about casper

He’s bright like a light even though he might give me a fright in the night.

My friend is as big as a truck and as goofy as a duck.

He’s wild and mild like a little child.

He feels pain when it’s about to rain .

He likes the sun and to run because it’s fun.

He thinks a stone couldn't break a bone but sometimes he feels alone.

We know he’s lying because he keeps on trying to get out of trouble .

He confesses his mistake and he will bake a cake to say sorry but he doesn't worry.

Now it’s time for him to lay his head on his soft pillow on his bed right after he has read.

Now this poem is done time for me to make another one.