She said to me why do you waste your time
On expending your energy scribbling rhyme
In written words you have said all you can say
Do yourself a favour and call it a day
Though secretly her words were not lost on me
With her of course i chose for to disagree
For many years i have been a rhyming buff
And perhaps i have written by far too much stuff
On what is my business she did have her say
Still she'll never see me give rhyming away
I will keep on writing for as long as i can
Since rhyming does make me a happier man
And though my worth as a rhymer i often do doubt
I am never short of things for to write about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem