i can come up with rhymes so quick,

as quick as bird flu can make u sick,

most of my rhymes are about life,

the good parts and the strife,

why keep your thoughts in your head when you can write them down,

why go to the local village pub when you can hit the town,

why stay in when you can go out,

why keep the tension within when you can shout, 

why get angry with the ones you love,

why not just fly outta here like a dove,

bring me a message from the sky,

that’s where people go when they die,

your own regret is where you go when you lie,

your bedroom when you cry,

roll your eyes back in your head as you sigh,

are you a man or a mouse,

live on the streets or in a luxury house,

why moan when you could be happy,

sitting there with a face on like your in a soiled nappy,

you may think this poem is random,

but id say no more so than getting you and your wife out on a tandem,

cycle and cycle to you can peddle no more,

collapse off the bike exhausted in a heap on the floor,

if you like this rhyme…..i hope u take the time…….to give me feedback…….remember…….i wrote this in 30 seconds…..ideas were flowing like El vino at a party  :)   there is so much more where that cam from