April Fools'

It's April 1st, and I keep thinking that the Ghost will call me. He will say, "Hello, Curt?"
And I will say, "Yes, this is Curt."
And he will say, "Curt, this is the Ghost."
And I will say, "Oh, um."
And he will say, "About last night--"
And I will say, "Sorry, I didn't mean to be so--"
And he will say, "Curt."
And I will say, "Yes?"
And he will say, "I really yanked your leg, didn't I?"
And I will say, "What?"
And he will say, "April Fools'!"
And I will say, "Haha! Oh! I knew something was wrong. You were being kind of rash."
And he will say, "What. Rash? What do you mean?"
And I will say, "Oh, sorry, it's just that--"
And he will say, "Ahh, got you again! Hahaha!"
And I will say, "You sure did! Hahaha!"
And he will say, "See you in the morning."
And I will say, "Sure thing, sir."
And he will hang up.
And I will hang up.

But the Ghost hasn't called me yet.
I haven't laughed all day.
Warden's licked all the tears from my cheeks.

I don't know how to begin because I don't believe in the end.