My rhymes at the best of times are a bit rough
And as a rhymer one might say not quite good enough
But then suppose i was one born to rhyme
But to discover that it did take me some time
I am one who has penned a whole heap of stuff
And for many years i have been a rhyming buff
Addicted to rhyming of me one might say
And rhymers are many in the World of today
I used to daydream that i might be a poet
A person well worthy of literary note
But daydreams are just that and seldom come true
And we receive from life what is only our due
My best days in life in the forever gone
But for as long as i can do i will keep rhyming on.
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