A Problem with Posts

A post a day had been my creed
When first this project I conceived.

A post, at least, and maybe more,
But all my posts were such a bore

That I deigned to write at all
And then my blog began to fall

Into disuse and, lo, I fear
It became much more than I could bear.

So I began, with grit, to write
Whatever came into my mind’s sight.

It wasn’t much, I’ll grant you that,
That came into view beneath my hat.

And so I write this post to say
I’ll hope for more another day.

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