Is once you get started, it only gets worse.
Like, you start out seeking a nice rhyme for "June"
And feel like a Shakespeare when you blurt out "the moon!"
You know you should quit then while you’re ahead
But maybe you’ll do just one more instead.
The next thing you know, you’re fooling with "love"
Which automatically yields "skies above."
"This poetry stuff!" you yelp with a grin,
"Turns out that the racket is easy as sin!"
But just as you’re planning to rewrite Longfellow,
You realize that you’re maybe the wrong fellow
To do this rhyme work you thought was a cinch.
The gaps in you rhyme-sense are starting to pinch.
What tipped you was when you tried to rhyme "sugar"
The only word you could think of was "boogar."