No Need To Remind Me

No need to remind me since i know i am not a poet But then so few are worthy of literary note It is something you've often heard me say before That i rhyme for enjoyment and little else more So good to be living on such a nice day The birds chirp and sing in the park by the bay The sun out and shining a gentle Spring breeze A forecast high for the day of twenty one degrees The birds known to many as the magpie lark Are singing pee wee in the sunlit town park In early October near the prime of the Spring The nesting song birds chirp and whistle and sing And though my worth as a rhymer i always do doubt Never shortage of things for me to rhyme about.