Ten plus lines, ten plus lines,
Such a thought so divine.
"Its so hard!" some might scream.
I could do it whilst I dream.
It's so easy, I say definite.
I could go on for infinite.
It's very simple to make these rhymes.
Why, I could do it every time.
For this poem, I best get going.
What? You say I've done it in my gloating?
Well I say "Amazing!"
I put in less effort then a cow's grazing.
Well, if you must implore,
This format, I simply adore.
I shall finish here and now,
With a simple goodbye, and how?
"Goodbye!" I say,
"This poem is done, now go away!"