Wow, a blog. Blog rhymes with bog, a mire that accumulates peat.
I guess that’s neat but blogs are as common as feet, few make you think.
Most blogs stink, and so do most feet so I guess I should retreat.
Faint hearts win not fair ladies, nor proliferate great thought.
Well maybe, perhaps it’s worth a shot, or possibly all for not, unless it makes me think.
Ideas grow and so must be fed the ramblings in my head.
At least it’s worth a nod… which kind of rhymes with blog.