Reishine Poem

I'm writing a poem about Reishine
Don't worry
I got permission to
Even though the story ain't mine

As I sit on my chair I wish it would recline
As I decline
The fatigue that is mine
Oh I'm writing about Reishine

My room smells like pine
As I wish I could dine
At a place thats fine
While I read a copy of Reishine

I'm too young to drink wine

But thats fine
Wine would ruin all that is fine
About reading Reishine.