Yet here I go... To put on a show, In these stanzas' rhymes I will stow, Creating this laminar flow, Stringing words together to form a sentence like an archipelago, Needing this poem like bread dough, Although I know it will never become a gateau, Nor a chocolate Bordeaux, It is more akin to a cheapo combo, Housing poultry clauses building a bordello, Impertinent this may seem like loving a guanaco, But what you will learn from this puppet show, *Is that not all poems have to rhyme, In order to flow.
It does not take a rhyme master to navigate the scriptures of poetry. Poetry is not one set rubric for one to fill in for if it was all poems would sound the same, which they do not. Therefore do not say you are terribly bad at poetry, instead find your style, or create your own, and fill it with your voice.