but I have to write
a poem of a man walking at night.
He was not feeling well because of his fright
from a ghost in his sight
but I have to write and write.
He was going to a flight
with all his might
but he would have to fight with his fright
if he would not..........
the fear won’t be right
but I have to write and write.
While the man was walking
he saw something shaking.
Oh! It was a snake and not a fake,
the snake was very big like a pig
and the man thought he also can't fight.
So, he needed a place to hide
but I have to write and write.
The night was dark
and the man started running towards a park
for searching a place to hide
and he also knew
that he was late for the flight
but I have to write and write.
The man was not able to find a place to hide
and he started running towards his flight.
After some time he got tired
and thought to take a ride.
He saw a motorcycle sparkling at the parking,
so he started the motorcycle
and boomed towards the flight
but I have to write and write.
The man reached the airport
with pride and fright.
He came down from the motorcycle
and ran towards the flight.
When he reached there, the flight was gone
but his pride was on.
He learned that if you will fright
it would not be right.
So, this was the ending of my poem
of fright and a silly night.