Just A Habit, I Guess
Rhymes for oranges and cantalopes
will be forthcoming one hopes
for i don’t foresee the rhymes
B4 ending a phrase sometimes.
     Rhymes are like an ugly disease
     whose symptoms do not always please;
     a jingle jangle atmosphere
     at which many people will sneer.
Rhymes are not anticipated
by the more sophisticated
so why do i often do it
when i’m trying to eschew it?
     When young Casey comes to bat,
     he tugs at the bill of his hat.

     Walt Abbott–10-19-08