Violets are blue
Blogging is hard
There was a young man from Spain
Who blogged all day out in the rain
He came in at night
To get a quick bite
And went back to unbearable pain
Blogging can sometimes be so much of fun
Right now I'd prefer to shoot my foot with a gun
Sometimes my mind
fills with dust
like the sky
full of rain clouds
I'm not a blogger
I'm not a poet
I'm just a dreamer
Hell, do I know it
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