Raising Unnecessary Spirits
by Michael Doyle

Consigned to a comedic sense of Hell
There is a demon who laughingly dwells
He makes his home in haunted house scare
Beetlejuice is filled with tricks and dares

To call his own shots filled with this synergy
It recalls the chaos of the three-ringed energy 
Of a circus spawned by those comedically dead
While Beetle juice says the first things in his head

Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns

With certain pizzaz, he turns on the juice
In the half-interest in what it might shake loose
Whatever the theory and whatever comes what may
There no backing down on this demon's resume

The story told is charmingly twisted, not new
There is an aesthetic to reliving the same view
Through older eyes that did not become more wise
But life moves forward when its not paralyzed

Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns

A story told that is so perfectly stripped
To its best telling doesn't need  a new script
It, perhaps, needs best to be left quietly alone
Buried beneath a "don't do over" heavy stone

Eccentric parts sometimes only once becomes whole
Sometimes a plot line visually only has one soul
Even as an aside that whispers supernatural complications
A story is best told with a new vision and imagination

Don't raise unnecessary spirits from the dead
That is if you want to ever come out ahead
Yet, it seems that Hollywood never learns
And every story told will have profitable returns

(c) October 27, 2024   Michael Doyle
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