The Old Rhyming Buffs

In writing no wealth or fame for every old rhyming buff Who every day add to their growing numbers of rhyming stuff The people who write reams of rhymes by the score That the literary critics do choose to ignore There are rhymers in every village and town Who do age with their dreams of literary renown But literary wealth and fame sadly for them not their due And such dreams for the few only ever come true But the old rhyming buffs do keep rhyming away And add totheir numbers of rhymes every day They never grow wealthy and famous only old and gray Old habits die hard as the wise one does say The old rhyming buffs years beyond their lives prime Will never lose their strong addiction to rhyme.