Write down(Poem)

Chanting a song
I began to draw out
ghouls from hell
to crawl on the A4 sheets.

Flashes and ashes
Of musings
Come along to
join the lone army
but they sneak out
in a flash like pirates.

The writer isn’t worried
about these
secluded pilgrimages
but
he sure does lose sleep
over a
phoney poem.

Words never flow
like the mighty Amazon
but oozes out
like an infected loo.

Gum,
Rum,
Hum,
Bum,
unites
for an outcome.

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