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?