Who Needs Rhyme Poem by Vincent Igwilo

Friends always tell me of rhyme
But I think they are all chime
For they make me think long
Which I know also makes me stink

Rhymes are for children with butt
And not men with guts
For I am not Tinkerbell's fan
But Shakespeare's pal

The pirates are good with rhymes
But I now they are all piracy
For I came with an origin
And not to be carried away by an orange gin

Tease me if I displease you
But remember that peace will leave you
For everybody doesn't think alike
And uniqueness is what I like

If there is need for rhymes
My hymns do teach me that
But hymns are also sung by nymphs
Who seek for cattles to devour
And not castles to imploy

I prefer to stop here
Before I refer to pots
For by taking too many shots
I may bore too spots.