The Man, The Demon Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I tell you this man spits out so many ideas in a day
How is it even possible
Their is just no way
Maybe not a man
A demon of sorts
With talents as every resort
Lighting coming out of his finger tips
He hiccups and there's another
Not all as brilliant
Not all as defiant
Each their own unique characteristics
He builds stories upon stories with nothing other then a fountain pen
He is the best writer I have ever known
With proper etiquette that defies all sense of being
With his words he has shown
As I just a simple man continue seeing