I have written rhymes of the birds and the bees
of animals and flowers and of bushes and trees
And people on my travels i have met or known
My rhymes come from me and them i will not disown
One addicted to rhyming i well may be
It was my love of rhyme made a rhymer of me
I add to my numbers of rhymes every day
As a rhymer i live and as a rhymer i will stay
With rhyme words i am one who does love to play
I will rhyme till life's reaper comes reaping my way
In the world of literature rhymers not to the fore
And the literary critics my sort do ignore
And though the best years of my life in the forever gone
For as long as i can do i will be rhyming on.
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