My blog moans in the night
Each entry a restless spider monkey
I sit up in bed, reeking of pepperoni
I just want to make people smile
So what happens?
Dirty secrets, disdain, cranky old guy stuff
My blog is fed up with my issues
Followers down to three
a defrocked minister
a disbarred lawyer
a dreamer without a plan
The ads at the bottom are supposed to generate revenue
No one clicks on them
Now advertizers are angry at me
My blog, begun with enthusiasm,
Has morphed into a deserted newsroom
in a deserted building
in the center of an empty town
My blog is pathetically lonely
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