In ten years from now I will be an old man
But I'll carry on rhyming for as long as I can
And though some tell me perhaps I should call it a day
I do hope to never give rhyming away
I've written one might say a whole heap of stuff
But to be called a poet I am not good enough
Just an average rhymer there are millions like me
You never hear me say that I write poetry
In ten years from now if I am still alive
I will have little to live for save the will to survive
For to write some more doggerels and though my best years long gone
For as long as I can I will keep penning on
To me 'tis a passion more than a past-time
I am one who enjoys penning doggerel rhyme.
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