I Must Be Addictive Poem by Francis Duggan

I must be addictive it does seem this way
I cannot stop rhyming i pen rhymes every day
Perhaps i will be rhyming on the day i die
For to tell you any differently would be a lie
By literary critics ignored as one not worthy of note
One reason i never refer to myself as a poet
I write rhymes for enjoyment and little else more
This is something you may have heard me say before
And though my worth as a rhymer i have reason to doubt
No shortage of things for to write rhymes about
Above the brown paddocks the dark swallows fly
In pursuit of flying insects in the sunny sky
A wonder of Nature this beautiful sight
A rhyme on this i will be writing tonight.