Writing Spree Poem by Ray Hansell

Just the other day
I went on a writing spree
I sat down to write some poems
As the words flowed out of me

The words just kept coming out
Like a gun with rapid fire
I had to type so very fast
Things became quite dire

The words flowed through my fingers
Coming out so fast
I didn't think my fingers
Were really going to last

I don't know what it was
But I couldn't slow it down
In fact for a while
In words, I thought I would drown


12-8-18/RjH