Rhyme Is My Crime Poem by JoAnn McGrath
Rhyme Is My Crime
People made fun of me.
It use to be songs I'd repeat.
I'd hear a word or phrase,
then match a song halfway
It's different now you see,
but they still make fun of me
They're laughing all the time,
and it makes my whole face shine
It lifts my spirits higher.
That I am cause for inspire.
Now my words have time,
cause rhyming is my crime
JoAnn, you should know by now, the more people you amuse, the better you are bound to feel. Bringing a little laughter is some drab lives is something we all strive to achieve. You achieve it time and time again. Never give up, you cheer up so many sad lives. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing this my friend. Dodgy Dave
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4/24/2024 8:33:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Another fine criminal!