Confessions of an Improv Poet

Write what you please
But don’t think too hard
I’m down on my knees
Show your best card

Let the ghost of Ganesha
Take over the pen
He’ll make the lyrics fresha
Then do it again

Run up and down
Jump left and right
Go to a new town
You’ll get there tonight

Gokarna, Karnataka, India

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