Ibsen Haunts Us
Dear World,
Sitting with Hedda and the night’s not quite right
There’s something that’s stirring just out of sight
Don’t be too worried, I don’t think he’ll bite–
the ghost of dear Ibsen is a foolhardy fright.
Hauntedly yours,
Thea
Dear World,
Sitting with Hedda and the night’s not quite right
There’s something that’s stirring just out of sight
Don’t be too worried, I don’t think he’ll bite–
the ghost of dear Ibsen is a foolhardy fright.
Hauntedly yours,
Thea
