I’ll have to give up writing villanelles

I’ll have to give up writing villanelles
My rhymes are strained so why not stop this game.
I’ll  write the  tales  of cats who went to hell

I thought if I wrote dozens in  a spell
I’d get  more skilful and  relax again
I’ll have to give up writing villanelles

My inner critic says we’re going to move to Hull
I don’t know if it’s Larkin   being  famed
I’ll  write the  tales  of cats who went to hell

I guess the housework made me feel unwell
I didn’t do it but I saw it, all the same.
I’ll have to give up writing villanelles

Maybe my ideas need to gell
And that’s not easy with a villanelle
I’ll  write the  tales  of cats who went to hell

I ought to write some words that I can sell.
Or letters to the  papers,  all insane
I’ll have to give up writing villanelles
I’ll  write  more  tales  of cats who went to hell!