I'm sorry to say that after all this time I still don't know what to post.

In fact, I'm sorry I wasn't posting. My lack of postyness may've lost me the few readers I had.
First, factiod of the day.
The first step to reaching perfection is trying.

The rest will be random poems or songs I pulled off the top of my head, so don't expect anything real good.
By the way, Happy New Year everybody! Let's hope it's a good one. And now I have that song in my head.


Hey mister snowman.
How is goin'.
I sees the likely light.
Says it's still snowin'.
For when a good little boy or girl
get together and began to twirl.
Things they all began to vast unfurl.
These children they dance away their little curls.

I...need you all tonight.
I~~'m not feeling all right,
With you
The worlds no blue.
Just
Unending shades of whi~~~te.
I need you
I hope you feel you do
I need you~~~~
Go mister, sow mister, show mister snowman what you do.
Oooooh, Ceen Ceen
I feel the burnin' of my eyes on the screen
I feel the pain of my heart
Is frozen, poooooosin' in the dark.
It's a strange business I~~~would say!
I need two to forget about you.
Shoobe dooba, that didn't even even make sense. Woooo!

Those were type on the fly while waiting for Teresa to show up in the designated online area.
And this one had a short version, so far, placed in the script of a comic Vicky and I are working on.
Contents subject to change or be forgotten.

Long ago, in a far away place
There was a girl with a shining face
And it had such a glow that she never could show anything but grace

There once was boy,
who lived without joy
But his talents did show, they let everyone know
so he did employ

Not long ago, two stars they crossed
And they all thought the their two light would be forever lost

But the lights lost no splendour
Softened with might they grew tender
And , oh, what a tale, told by two that set sail on the sea of love

Okay, so the last parts a little cliche, it's a work in progress. I also came up with the last two section within the last five minutes.
I've also got a bunch of instrumentals. I wish I could put them up. I'm seriously thinking of taking piano lessons, and I'm working on a better saving system.
So you could day I'm finally getting some sense.

I'm sorry to say this is it for today.
This ryming and timing has become, oh, slight gay.

I'll be here next Easter, I'll bring by the rabbit.
Unless, you suppose, the old year doth come nab it.

I was suppose to end a while ago, I'm losing the rythm.
I think the ryme is missing, and took what little tune with 'im.
I'm done with the blog now, I've finished the post.
So you'll expect, dear sir, for sure this part to take the most.

The pragraph is ended and the point total loss
Let me remind you, little children, don't forget to floss.
I've been to ryme that, to put it hyme.
But I think my song still goes along and get very thin.

The blog here is ended, it's floating in space
Yet here I am, holding a yam, just keeping the pace

Make me stop dear mother
Make me stop dear Bob
If I continue doing this I'll turn to h-
BEEEEEEEEEEEE