If I Did Tell You Different

I cannot write poetry so i write rhyme rhyme instead
And i know that i will be one of the forgotten dead
But why should i worry since death of life's cares will one day set me free
The same for the wealthy and famous as it is for me
My worth as a rhymer i always do doubt
But no shortage of things for me to write rhymes about
On different things i do write every day
But that anybody can pen rhymes does seem true to say
I am one who has written pages of stuff
And for many years i have been a rhyming buff
And though some tell me on rhyming to call it a day
What i enjoy doing why should i give away
And i hope to be rhyming on the day i do die
If i did tell you different i would be telling you a lie.