Not for money or for fame
Or to make for myself a name
That i pen rhymes every day
Though for me once never a hooray
Time has become a foe to me
Since i penned my first rhyme in seventy three
And since then many days to time have gone
But for love of rhyming i rhyme on
Without the reward of monetary pay
Some to me do even say
That it is time i ought to call it a day
And give penning of rhyme away
But since to rhyme in me there is the need
To their advice i pay no heed.
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