On
the lonely stretch of road
Mersing
to Kota Tinggi
In
the dark of night
When
the wind was still
Many
car drivers
On
the stretch of lonely road
On
the drivers left there was a broken shack
A
creepy shadow waiting and waving
Some
unlucky or lucky ones
They
saw a beautiful woman in white dress
Standing
at the broken shack
Smiling
and waving at the lonely drivers
Some
who saw her
They
would narrate her beauty
She
didn't hassle any driver
She
was contented sitting under the broken shack
A
story I heard decades ago
I
didn't see any apparition of such nature
Though
I drove back in the night
There
was nothing I saw at the broken shack
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