4 minute poem

ok im gonna write this poem in 4 minutes.....GO!

stop thinking im rushed
type fast i get flushed
face turns all girls
people be like he blushed
but im speadin
and weavin
coughin
and sneezin
this sickness
is hitless
most writers
are witless
no business with words
or any kind of tool
put em to work
they look like a fool
its hard to write rushed
type as fast as you think
no time to back space
no time to blink
but a 4 minute poem
aint a bad idea
got lots to say
and i kno you want to heea
some time my words
must not make sence
but when i say em out loud
its like jumpin a fence
to a new land
your not supposed to arive
but guess what you made it
and your sitll alive
1 minute left
and so much to write
1 minute left
maybe ill write more tonight
who knows
who can say
who cares
its quite a day
so im out ill catch you later
almost out of time
4 minute poem
could you call it a crime?

not bad for 4 minutes