Don’t know why you sit and make fun,
'cause my rhyming plans were second to none,
On reflection, took introspection on your interjected objections,
responses like infections, took root, overcome your inspections,
which like rain falls, like the train falls, but as with the insane brain’s calls,
the plan stalls, a man falls,
to a score insurmountable, worth points uncountable, don’t hold me acountable.