They rhyme into old age long beyond their lives prime
The rhymers they never do run out of rhyme
Though their physical best years of life are long gone
The rhymers love rhyming and they do rhyme on
They add to their numbers of rhymes every day
With rhyming words rhymers they do have a way
Most literary critics dismiss rhymers as unworthy of note
And never afford to them the title of poet
But since the rhymer to rhyme into life has been born
He or she never pay heed to the critics scorn
The rhymes keep coming to them on notebook they write them down
Though they live as strangers to wealth and renown
The rhymer will rhyme till the day he or she die
To say otherwise would be telling a lie.
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