Why I Rite Poems (Some Parts Rhime Some Don'T)

Folks ask me why do you (Billy Bob) write them poems
I am here to explain why this very think in this poem now
(that was the do not Rhimie part)

When I were a kid
the writing I did
Did not Rhime
Not at that time

Then one day
I was pitchin some hay
And the fork flew from my hand(s)
and where did it land?
On top of my head
I could have been dead
But insead I got up to my feet
and thought ain't life sweet

Now when I write
It makes me look brite
Cause I found out
What writtin is about
And that though I didn't know it
it turns out I am a poet
(I did borrow those last two lines sorta from somebody unknows poem)

The End - of this poem

voting rules are below the same as I
put on my other poems if you are new please read before voting.

If you like this poem a whole lot I think you should vote 9-10
(mostly 10 i hope)
If you like it some but not the very most maybe vote 6-8
(but you could still vote 9 or 10 to be nice)
If you only think it is middlin they go head and vote 5
(cause that's in the middle of 1-10)
If you kinda don't care for it you could vote it a 2,3, or 4
(that would be kinda low though)
If you hate this poem then you are left with only a 1
(there are no zero votes)
(But I think a 1 vote is not called for unless you are pretty mean though the last time I looked this was still a free country so you can vote 1 if that is how your mind runs)
Thanks for voting or not. (and tell your friends if you liked this poem)

probably don't tell them if you did not vote more than a 5

by Billy Bob Noes

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