Of My Own Shortcomings I Am All Too Aware Poem by Francis Duggan

Of my own shortcomings i am all too aware
And what others say of me i am too old to care
My best days in life to the forever gone
But till the moment i cark it i will keep battling on
And here i go penning one more doggerel
To add to the more than nine thousand i've written though not written well
As a very poor doggerelist i've become locally known
But one thing i can say is all of my rhymes are my own
The stuff with my name to it has all come from me
That is how it is and how it ought to be
My flaws may be many but in that i am not alone
And i'll leave it to the one without sin for to cast the first stone
For me to call myself a poet would be living a lie
Though i will go on rhyming hopefully till i die.