The ghost who played the guitar all night!

He woke up again hearing the strings of his guitar! This was the third night in a row! Someone was playing his guitar after midnight. He went into his studio, and switched the light on. There it was, his Yamaha F310, neatly leaned on a Hercules.

He brushed his fingers on the strings! The strings played a perfect DADGAD! He packed his guitar into the case. He really didn’t want his guitar played by ghosts! 

Next morning he took his guitar out to finish the  composition, set it in his lap. From the sound hole emerged a cockroach, then scramming for it’s dear life it fell on his lap and leaped to the floor. He swiftly set his guitar down, grabbed his slippers and swung it aiming at the  quick feet-ed, date-sized roach! Splat! 

That was the end of the ghost who played the guitar all night.