Oh Well None Rhimin Poets Ken Go To (Heck) Poem by Billy Bob Noes

When fixen to poet I usual rite the rhimin kind
(at least three times out of four)
Cept sometimes the words jest ain't got a mind
(But I do like the rhime kind more)

When one what won't rhime pops on out
It kinda does make me fret
Cause I wonder if skoolin I new more about
I could make it werk out rhimey yet

Some folks think all poems to rhime do need
(Greenwolfe '62 feels thet way purty strong)
But a poem sumtimes sprouts up jest like a weed
with wurds thet don't make any sing song

So I gurse sence I don't make the grade
(bein a rhimer jest 'bout three outa four)
Than one of heavens poets I won't be made
(They like as wud boot me outa the door)

Like a three leggid dog or mebbe a goat
I'll jist limp on off inna the night
Cus of them durn non rhimin poems I wrote
They wud deny me any heavenly light

End of Poem
(Same poem votin rules as usual.)
this is not the official ph rules on kind of they ain't got em. (ph is short fer poem hunter) So jest my idea of how you should vote if you have a mind, too.

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