My hopes of success are beginning to fade
As a writer i feel i will not make the grade
From writing not many know of wealth and fame
And penning for most a hungry belly game
My best days behind me I've lost out to time
But i remain as one who is addicted to rhyme
Most have their addictions and in truth i must say
That I'm one who cannot give penning away
Not many i know are as addictive as i
And i will be penning stuff 'til the day that i die
Most have their addictions and i have got mine
I am one who has penned many a slipshod line
My best days behind me and forever gone
Yet to appease my addiction i keep on penning on.
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