(My apologies to Robert Frost. I hope he isn't turning over in his grave.)
Whose blog this is I think I know.
It seems my writing’s dried up though;
Not for a lack of things to say
But who would read it anyway?
Two hundred fifty words or less
I’m told is blogging at its best.
Just keep it simple, short and cute
Or bounce rates will be through the roof.
I give my puzzled head a shake
And ask if there is some mistake.
Can one have thoughts that are more ripe
Than ½ a page of 12 point type?
No matter now, no more I’ll say.
Perhaps I’ll find someone someday
With whom I’ll talk for hours on end
With whom I’ll talk for hours on end…