January 23: A poem about poetry ...

I've  been writing all theses rhymes; that I've rhymed a hundred times

And my timing of my rhyming is so nice 

But the pressure is increasing and the rhyming words decreasing

But the total syncopation is precise

My words are put together, in a way so very clever

So the timing of the rhyming is so fine

You'd be excused for speculating that my sources are deflating

And the timing of the rhyming is not mine

I wlil give you my assurance I have excellent endurance

At least where rhyming effort is required

I could pen these rhymes all day, I have so very much to say

And the timing of my rhyming is inspired

I love to write these stanzas, and produce extravaganza

Of rhyming and of timing you can read

I give it all my concentration as I seek your admiration

For my rhyming and my timing to succeed

So you see it isn't hard to pretend to be the Bard

With my rhyming and my timing making sense

I am undertaking practise, lest my rhymes they turn to cactus

To you my rhyming and my timing i dispense