Rhyming Gives Me Pleasure

An ordinary rhymer i pen rhymes every day
And though some say in rhyme i've said all i can say
And perhaps it is time i give scribbling away
Any heed to their advice i never do pay
For why should i quit what gives pleasure to me
On my behalf this would not be wise with that would you agree?
Though any hopes of literary success from my thoughts now long gone
Rhyming gives me pleasure so i will rhyme on
Though my worth as a rhymer i often do doubt
No shortage of things for me to write about
The pee wees are calling in the park by the bay
On what one might say is a nice summer's day
And another rhyme it is forming in my head
The rhyming bug in me seems so far from dead.