Free Verse

(to Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Free Bird")

I can’t rhyme words at all, now

Don’t have gene inside of me

When I write my ramblings on pad

Ain’t  got too many rhymin’s inside of head

So don’t you judge me weird guy

Rhymes just really aren’t my scene

Cos’ I write free kinda verse, now

And this verse I cannot change

And this rhyme I cannot do

And this song I cannot fix

Lord knows

I can’t rhyme…

I’m not lazy, I’ve got a strange mind

Keeps this rhyming thing at bay

So please be nice, don’t be ungood

Why word woes, I can’t know

So if you say “Here’s a neat word.”

I just couldn’t find the rhyme

Cos’ I write free kinda verse, man

And to rhyme, I am adverse

And those words I cannot pen
And that phrase I cannot jot

Lord knows

I can’t rhyme

Lord, I can’t rhyme

So I’ll write, free verse, yeah…