Coffeehouse at the End of the Universe

The people at my church are having a coffeehouse called "Coffeehouse at the End of the Universe" on Friday night. The idea is based on the old beatnik coffeehouses of the 50's, and basically it is just a chance for people to get together and hang out and play their musical insturments and stuff. I said I'd write and read some beatnik poetry. Guess I'd better get on it! This is what I sent to the emcee when he asked us to send some biographical information:

I’ve written nonsense verse all my life. Actually, published verse framed my public school career. In first grade, I wrote the verse “My Family” which was published in some children’s magazine. As a high school senior, I wrote the satirical “The Ballad of Poor Harley Miles”, Harley Miles being the assistant principal, which was published in my high school newspaper. What I have to say about this dubious talent is:

Some folks may earn money when
They’ve got some extra time.
They build financial fortunes from
Their nickels and their dimes.

Some folks may write symphonies
With melodies sublime.
I would love to do those things,
But can’t, so I just rhyme.