Hello…my name is Royce. I am also known as Royce by choice

. That’s because I talk in rhyme, I seem to do it all the time, and I feel fine

, but others think It’s a sort of crime.

My African American friends think I’m talking Rap

but I have told them that’s a bunch of crap.

They say if I talk in rhyme then you’re a sap.

I just tell them look I’m an English chap

I love to rhyme when I get the chance

. Since my body no longer lets me dance.

Words chock and fog my mind from knowing time

then I start talking to everyone in rhyme.

Some of my friends think I sound like Dr. Seuss

but I don’t like green eggs ham or juice

 I’m just a simpleton who thinks with his heart,

hoping my words will make me sound smart.

Not school to write in proper verse,

spelling and grammar have been my life’s curse

but on I go looking for a truth.

Yet all I’m sure of is I have lost my youth

So tell me who are you? Because I have no bloody clue.