My father, much more of a poet than myself, describes this (my first poetic foray in a couple of decades!) as doggerel. But apparently I’m in good company, as much of Edward Lear’s work could be described thus.
I'm a British doctor who married an Aussie, moved to Tasmania, and bought an olive grove. Now making extra virgin olive oil and olive leaf tea. I'd love you to join my adventures in the beautiful setting of Southern Tasmania.