I can’t be bothered to rhyme today

Though nobody seems to care

So I will call it free verse

Nobody will stop and stare, at it

I can’t be bothered to make it scan

Or count each line or verse

I will just type any old garbage

Let others hit reverse, in their car

Or not

I can’t be bothered why should I

I can always select free verse

That gives me such a cop out

No need to think or rehearse, it

This poetry larks a doddle

All you do is spout some words

Then click the box says free verse

You’ll be flying with the birds, or toast

Or yellow tomatoes