One day I wrote my own poem. It’s called All for a piece of gold. I thought of it myself. I’ve written it below for you to read.
There’s a maze in the park, that was beaten by Clark, stories were told, about a piece of gold, that was having its daze, in the park maze, but the maze was rough, so you had to be tough, there’s fire, spikes, and falling bikes, and so the story’s told, that it was all for a piece of gold.
It took me some time to right that poem in its original form, but I’ve edited the poem to make it more understandable for anyone who would like to read it. I often spend a little time at home thinking of another rhyme. I often find rhyming words and put them into sentences. Book, took, look, nook and hook are all real words and rhyming words. They would be useful in a four part per rhyme poem. You could even use them in a poem with five parts, and the same rhyme.