A try at rhymes

This is no sonnet or Shakespearean but I could start by rhyming my words first. (Pls, don’t laugh. Don’t throw your shoes at me either)

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He walks on this side of the road
A reek of beer goes with him
I am the geek he passes by
Day in, day out.

He climbs the hills to the peak
It is an inborn streak
He does not care what I think
Even when he sinks as lead

She has a wreath on her head
Her arms are raised in victory
Thus she tells her story
In this sight, in this light.