I don't rhyme

I don't rhyme very well, as you'll shortly see, but the Green One has been attempting to bring out my inner poet and I've been giving it a shot. Usually all I come up with is nonsense like this....

I am bouncing
She is tripping
I am crazy
She is flipping

I can't rhyme
She puts me to shame
But in time
Maybe I'll do the same

You see how it goes?

When I begin to ramble
It's hard to stop
And then you got
A whole bunch of rot

You CAN rhyme and its not rot! And mine aren't much better! And if you think they are, then you are almost at the same if not already! Your poems rock, Sneaks!