The beauty of the web is forgotten upon thy cyber places: how are the mighty fallen!
Tell it not in MacWorld, publish it not in the streets of Microsoft;
Ye digital mountains of blogspot, let there be no hits, neither let there be links upon you, nor posts from inquiring minds: for the thoughtless ramblings of a half-baked souls are vilely cast away.
My blog was lovely and pleasant in its prime, and in its youth it was updated profusely.
But the creative juices of the keyboard hath grown dim, the careless wit of the senseless rhyme is exhausted.
I am distressed for thee, my blog of blogs. Thou hast been my muse and solace. Yet the tyranny of the urgent hast siezed thy throat.
Pray that thou shalt not be forever forsaken. Soon, yea with the coming of summer, may yet thy fortunes be restored.
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