Ghost Rider Poem by narendra nath

My name is Jhonny Blaze,
i have a Ghost Rider craze.

I signed a contract with the hell owner,
who turned me into a Ghost Rider.

He treated me as an outsider,
i welcomed him as an insider.

I touched my bike as a bike owner,
and turned it into a hell drover.

I rode my bike over the roller coaster,
to toast the devil in the bread toaster.

The red flame made me hotter,
but the blue flame made me cooler.

I wore a nice jacket,
to push the evil into the racket.

I woke up early in the morning,
to find myself in the night burning.

I took the contract in my childhood,
to serve the devil as a brotherhood.

I punished the devil with chain clashes,
which turned them into white ashes.

I turned my gun over over the evil,
to make him run over the devil.

I don't know much about the horse rider,
but only know he was once a Ghost Rider.

I drove my bike as a bike rider,
to end my life as a Ghost Rider.