Poems

I wish that I could write a Poem,
But nothing has seemed right since Jerobaom,
There's not one word that seems to rhyme,
I work and work, but there's not enough time.
So Maybe instead of having a job as a writer,
I could be a soildeir or a nice bloody fighter,
If anyone could help me, I'll be putting up an add,
You won't be sorry, you'll be glad.