The Giggle Ghost: A Legendary Specter Brings Fits of Laughter to Campfires in Southwest New Mexico

In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.

In shadows deep where coyotes play,

A legend stirs at end of day.

The Giggle Ghost, with laughter sweet,

Dances ™round the fire, light on feet.

With every crackle, spirits rise,

Echoing joy beneath the skies.

His chuckles roll through sage and sand,

A merry sound from ghostly hand.

The cowboys pause with smiles aglow,

As mirth spills forth like streams that flow.

In Southwest night, their worries cease,

With each hearty laugh, they find their peace.

So gather ˜round, let sorrow go,

Embrace the warmth of friend and foe.

For when the ghost lifts hearts so light,

The campfire spark becomes pure delight.