This is a rhyme about blogging, and nothing else Get your mind out of the page gutters Hey guys, are your pens dry? Any unproductive ladies trying to get by? I know the best way for the girls and boys to Come together for some tips and pointers So you're waiting on the date that's one-a-million? This conversation ain't the way that you envisioned You say it's strange, who dares to share their opinions? On the off-chance it could be something brilliant They're elegant and eloquent and so entertaining You, you're over, feeling lower, feverish and straining Never thought you'd find the one to listen without complaining Problem is, your brain's firing blanks, so physically draining So you're sittin' in your seat without an idea Do you mind if I text others for some help, my dear? A little tickle or a talk to know what's trending I'm just try'na reach some kind of happy ending So get your hands on the blogging month of love And pick that cozy little home that you've been dreaming of If you're cursed with the verse of a lonely man You can get your juices flowing with some OnlyPens Every single mind has a need to be heard So I hope that you can handle 330 words Get lost in the site as the head expands Get your lovin' whilst you're bloggin' on with OnlyPlans
With apologies to The Stupendium’s Vending Machine of Love.
Funny story, I decided to be a Patreon supporter for The Stupendium after enjoying so many of his songs and waffling a long time on the decision, and a couple days later, this was the first, unforgettable song that popped up on his Youtube channel that now had my name in the credits list as a Patreon.
I have never been happier to have my name irrevocably attached to something before.