Rhyming

I love writing poetry,
I love making rhymes,
I'd like to have been a rapper,
But its after my time.
I do remember the sixties,
'Cause I was just a kid,
The seventies are a bit of a blur
With all the drugs I did.
The eighties, they passed quietly,
The nineties were the same,
Except for nineteen ninety-six,
The year I went insane.
I'm better now...
Hahahahaaargh!
B-)