Within Without Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

A rhyming poem you won't find here.
It's getting harder to make them dear.
Look elsewhere please, if that's what you need.
And please don't ask me or beg and plead.

Hey diddle daddle my belt and a paddle
Have never hit your behind.
Free verse is worse if you have to curse,
My belt is reconsidered those times.

I try free verse with a nature theme,
And speak of the sky so blue.
What if God had made it purple,
Which words would then rhyme for you?

Why not pin the tail on the fairy?
Or jump at skip to my Miranda?
Then zoo animals could be just insects,
Except in China, they can keep their pandas.

Within without is what this poem is about.
Or maybe it's backwards to you.
If you live down under, up top or asunder,
Which ever one works best will do!