A Texas Critic

This here’s a poem, ‘bout writin’ one, ‘Bout how it sounds, and havin’ fun, I like the rhythm, and I like the rhyme, Whether quickly read, or three four time, I guess you’d say, I like things neat, I like all lines, to follow the beat, Now I’ve read some, they tell a story, The writin’ I read, was sorta gory, It needs redoin’, and with more thought, No rhyme No rhythm, it aint naught.