For Me In It

For me in it not any money or fame
This penning of rhyme is a hungry belly game
One the literary critics do not consider worthy of literary note
And who does not warrant the title of poet

And why should i worry what literary highbrows think of me or say
Since i do love rhyming i write rhymes every day
For many years i have been a rhyming buff
And have become addicted to penning of rhyming stuff

For many years i have been dabbling in rhyme
At least some four decades this is going back in time
And as a rhymer i will never be one to the fore
It is something i enjoy doing and little else more

The birds they are singing in the park by the bay
For a rhymer this is quite a nice rhyming day
On a forecast high of twenty four degrees
To lay out of the sun in the shade of the trees

And write rhymes of the natural beauty that is all around me
Everywhere i do turn to look i do see
The World's greatest beauty that to view is free
How much better off can one wish for to be?