Just For The Joy Of It Poem by Francis Duggan

I never pretend for to be a poet
Nor am i one worthy of literary note
The rhymes come to my mind on paper i pen them down
I'm just an average rhymer in a rural town
To that you may say tell us something new
When i say that poets as ever nowadays few
Since natural poets are born that way and not made
Though all are needed in the wordsmith trade
And though my worth as a rhymer i have reason to doubt
I am never short of things for to write about
With rhyme words it is easy for to play
That is how it does seem to me anyway
The rhymes in my head on paper i pen down
Just for the joy of it not for wealth and renown.