One More Doggerel

I am one with rhyme words who does love to play And for me it has been one more doggerel day And though my worth as a rhymer as ever i do doubt There are no shortage of things for to write rhymes about The fourth day of March in the calendar Fall But it does not feel that much like Autumn at all It seems like a warm day in Summer with just a slight breeze On a weather temperature high for the day of close to thirty degrees In the mostly blue sky just a few clouds of gray In the shade of the trees the cattle chewing their cuds lay Among the rank grass the color of hay Not good for cattle weight gain would seem true to say With the sun on their dark wings chirping as they fly Welcome swallows chasing flying insects across the sky And with so little time to mate, lay eggs and breed The cabbage white butterflies flit above the mustard weed Such beautiful weather for the time of year The warbling of the magpies are pleasant to hear And in a familiar voice to many and familiar to me The black and white magpie larks singing pee wee.