A poem… yeah, I know, many of you see the word ‘poem’ and you run screaming… but this one is funny… and it is about Christmas… and why I might be way too obsessed with this blogging thing…
Family gathered for Christmas, a brightly burning log
I try to get in the spirit of things but I’m thinking about my blog
The kid’s have opened their presents, there’s booze in my eggnog
I sit and smile and nod a lot, but I’m thinking about my blog
When I go to workout at the gym, and on the treadmill take a jog
My mind is running to new ideas to post upon my blog
When I am in the backyard, and tossing the ball for my dog
I am also tossing ideas around to entertain you on the blog
When I’m in a drunken stupor from too much rum or pirate grog
I clear away the cobwebs by pondering my blog
When the road of life is muddied and I am mired in the bog
I find the path made easier by thinking about my blog
When my body is wracked by fever, my mind is in a fog
The only clarity I can find is thinking about my blog
As through the turmoil and confusion of everyday life I slog
My brain is trudging ceaselessly through ideas for my blog
In the vastness of this universe, I am just one tiny cog
And the place where I fit in the best is right here on my blog…
Um…just how much “booze” was in that eggnog? Please let know because I always seem to under-pour.
Not everyone has my ability to hold their eggnog…