Someone recently unlocked,
A part of my brain that was blocked.
It took one sms,
To sort out the mess
Now I’m rhyming round the clock!
I used to do a lot of this in school,
Where writing in rhyme was so cool.
I thought of the lines,
And later refined,
Into a bag of handy rhyme tools.
My earlier works were quite lame,
When read they cause quite a shame.
But I struggled ahead,
And knocked everyone dead,
But they never brought me my fame.
And alas it was soon forgotten,
’till that part of my brain’s gone rotten,
but what happened to me,
not since 1993,
Have I been rhyming so often!
This time it began innocently enough,
My mind formed rhymes that were rough.
I started to think,
And the words then linked,
I’m rhyming and to stop it’ll be tough!
I know that I need to have beats,
Without them my poem’s incomplete,
But give me a break,
It is kinda late,
I promise next time they’ll pack heat.
So I leave you all with a bang,
And thank a girl from Penang,
who sent me a rhyme,
at an ungodly time,
And on whose sweet graces I tenderly hang.