Like many others i am one who has known of inner strife
But i am one who has been quite lucky in life
Though not known to the manager of any bank
Just one who answers to Francy or Francis or Frank
Addicted to rhyming over decades of time
I would be long dead of hunger by now if i had to depend on rhyme
For to buy food for to eat for to keep me alive
But like most through the hard times i too learned to survive
Most people have their addictions one has to suppose
And life gives us friends and few die without foes
And since for it i never receive any pay
Some tell me i ought to give rhyming away
But i have been rhyming for years and as a rhymer i hope to stay
And i hope to be doing it until life's final day.
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