The more I think about it
The harder it gets
Chances of my making it as one of Ireland’s next poet laureate
Don’t know what it takes
Whether I have it in me to make the right break
Am I in fact rhyming too much
Using that particular medium for a literary crutch
It’s just that I prefer the rhyme
When I fall upon a sentence that gets some sort of point across
It feels, well, damn near sublime
Am I missing something though
Am I perhaps a little slow when it comes to being a writer in the know
I write this poem because I’m a little perplexed
Silly seeing as I’ve been doing so well
Doesn’t seem to stop me from bumming about at home
Having a good ol’ bitch and a moan