Book's For The Soul

Book's for the soul,
None a mole,
Some a ghoul,
None a lie.

Can I die,
I don't know why,
Leave me dry,
With books for the soul.

In a hole,
With a mole,
And a troll,
I want a ghoul,
I'm on a roll,
With books for the soul.

I loved it probably because i wrote it.

Hey! Hey! Crafty here to review!

Random nitpicks to get them out of the way because they truly don't have anything to do with the direct piece: Try not to comment on your own pieces. Honestly, not only is it annoying but it takes your piece out of the Recent Additions (0) category, which most reviewers check first. It would increase your views/reviews to keep it there. If you have something to say, just put it above the piece. If you forget it and publish the piece first, just go to the piece and click edit. It's hard to miss!

The actual piece:

Book's for the soul,
None a mole, Erm... What's that supposed to mean? Do you mean "None for a mole."
Some a ghoul,
None a lie. This is totally off. Since this is a rhyming poem, the flow is extremely important. Reading the last line in this stanza bugs me, because it's really off.

May I die?
I don't know why,
>They<leave me dry,
With books for the soul. Wait- isn't this supposed to be a happy books-for-the-soul type thing? This stanza is short and throws it off. Maybe you should cut it.

In a hole,
With a mole,
and a troll,
I want a ghoul,
I'm on a roll,
With books for the soul.

Overall: There's really not a lot to say about this poem. It's very basic and not very deep. I mean, it's fine for a begginer but next time try to be more ambitious!