It was love of rhyming made a rhymer of me
And i penned my first rhymes in nineteen seventy three
When i was twenty seven a long time ago
Long before time it did become my foe
Twenty first century literary critics claim rhymers are unworthy of any literary note
And cannot even lay claim to the title of a minor poet
There were times when rhymers were of the admired of the town
But nowadays for them not even local renown
Screen writers, journalists, playwrights, modern poets, and novelists nowadays the literary in thing
And of the praises of rhymers anyone never sing
But despite what the literary critics do say
There will always be those who with rhyming words love to play
I am one of those people who enjoy penning rhyme
It is something i have been doing for quite a long time
If i did tell you differently it would be a lie
That i hope to be doing it until the day i do die.
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