I Keep Rhyming On

For many years i have been a rhyming buff And i am one who has penned many pages of stuff My best years in life to the forever gone But true to my calling i keep rhyming on Since in it for me no fame, reward or pay Some advise me for to give rhyming away But to them of course i do never pay heed Since of their sort of advice i am not in need I never feel short of things in rhyme for to say A man who loves rhyme i do rhyme every day To rhyme is so easy as easy as can be At least anyhow that's how it seems to me Enjoyment from penning rhyme my only gain And as a writer of rhymes i do hope to remain And since with rhyme words i am one who does love to play I hope to be rhyming on my life's final day If i told you otherwise it would be a lie As a rhymer i live and as a rhymer i will die The rhymes come to me in notebook i pen them down But never for money or literary renown.