Word Vomit, in poem form

I spat this out in like five minutes, maybe. It made me laugh, though, so I thought I would share.

I feel a longing to write

So I’ll puke all over this page

My thoughts, like enemies I’ll kite

Like I’m some pansy a*s mage

 

Just let the words flow

To hell with rhyme or reason

Can’t think, it’s time to go

Before my heart commits treason

 

A silly a*s game

Yet still fun to play

Given such a simple name

Holding power to make us stay

 

Gotta reach that next level

We sacrifice hours and days

Gladly in the prestige we revel

Always wanting a little extra praise

 

Whether we have it or not

We always want more

We’ll give it all we’ve got

No matter what these words stand for