No Money In It

No money in it or neither much fame For me this penning of rhyme is a hungry belly game My better days in life in the forever gone And i must be addictive for to keep rhyming on I cannot claim myself for to be a poet Nor am i one worthy of literary note Yet i enjoy rhyming i write rhymes every day And only in death hope to give it away Flower rhymes with shower and bee rhymes with tree And Ann rhymes with Dan and tee rhymes with fee Yes it is easy to write rhymes as easy as can be Anybody can do it you can have this from me If i said rhyming was a way to earn a living i would be telling a lie Though i hope to be doing it till the day i do die.