This a poem I wrote for WU which has disappeared long ago, but I have saved the poem and have posted it here.
To Blog or not to Blog?
That is the question.
The problem is the mind’s fog
That sometimes ends the session.
To aspire to the great Hurley Hall
Is a bloggers dream come true
But like the Undead Survival
Who on his sword he threw
His immortality he cast away
When Hurley Hall he let go
And now a mere mortal in disarray
Watching as Hall’s fame grows.
To what shall we aspire?
Mere mortals that we be.
Like Miss Hall shall we raise from the mire?
Or like the Undead sink beneath the sea.