The Lone Poet Poem by Lee Fones

a solitude man lived in a hut
rumour has it bit of a nut
the candle would flicker
the wind would tinker
cat would sit there and tut

now this mans poetry lingers
luckily for us and choir singers
although its not rude
i will sing you a tune
but first make sure you shut winders

so finally i must ser-come
oh what joy and fun
for this is a rhyme
that can be repeated anytime
all for the sake of a drunkard bum