A poem presenting with rhyme

Your poor chest is heaving,the doctors are leaving.And all you can do is to sleep.My mind is blank, it’s been hit by a brick.I tried to pull rank, ’cause my lovely is sick.But their faces were stern,the demeanour of strangers,they had told me to learnhow to walk ‘way from dangers.‘We have done all we can’,said…

rigid and stoutfull of devotion.It violatedall balls of fireemaciatedhe ruled the shire.It was midwinterthe kettle onpulled out the splinterthe thought had gone.

with fats and butter, spirits strong,they will convey life’s genuine song.And when the trolley with the cheesearrives, you say oh yes, boy, please!Have coffee, Turkish, heavy creamsit back, enjoy this gourmet’s dream.Tomorrow will be time for pillsto tame and stall those pesky ills.Fish oil, oh well I’ll have a fewmore water that is very true.But…

A satisfying dream.A dream of justice andrighteousness.So, here I stood,horsewhippinga cowardly soulwith a large wet rag.The rag was calledINNUENDO.And the cowardly soullooked like a patheticold spinster whosebelt had fallen off,exposing soiled nickersand hidden knivesdangling.In the backgroundone could seewhat appeared to bea fire.Only smoke was visible.But then, as the screamsof the victim echoedback from the Hillsof…

he bucked the Fairfax ghetto trendand took some pills, got highhe was a pitiful disasterand cut, you know, it hurt his pridehe did not know when Alabastercame to his aid as a new bride.He was a Jew, and Hollywood,though full of them did not condonethe goings on of what one couldcall anti-Kike right to the…

to open with my free and eager hand,and move aside, uncovering the shroudto feast upon a soft and fuzzy peachdelicious cream, it oozes from withinI pray my tongue be stretchable to reachI ask you Zeus, allow me this small sin.