Now, you know I'm not nice. So, if you don't want your feelings hurt, don't read the following statement.
Your poetry, as I suppose you call it, is all slapdash meter with a childish rhyme scheme, all the same. It's all syrupy and saccharine and it keeps me up at night. You could do yourself a great justice by mixing it up a bit and attempting something that is NOT fit for a children's book.
Then again, Shel Silverstein made a lot of money.
The End.