Once, there wasΒ aΒ little blog.
A little blog of mine.
I’d check on it every day.
Sometimes twice.
ToΒ make sure it was fine.
And someday when life slows down.
And pigsΒ have flown.
I’ll log back on again.
And like oldΒ friends, we’ll nestle in.
That little blog of mine.
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