Join me, friends for an on-line road trip,
We’ll explore the world, while red wine, we sip.
Pack yourself a comfort food bag,
Perhaps well puff a clove cigar fag.
Who will we meet down around the corner?
A vagrant, a prostitute, a man of honor.
Journey through this writer’s imagination
Experiencing daily a new creation,
Prepare yourself to laugh or to cry,
Or feel bizarre anger for no reason why,
I’ll write what I know and say what I feel,
Jump on my wagon, I’ve got the wheel.
The grass may be greener o’er yonder the fence,
Sometimes my ramblings won’t make any sense.
I promise you this, I won’t let you down,
On your face I’ll put a smile where once there was a frown.
The cows in the pasture and the pigs in the corn,
I’ll spin you a yarn and toot my own horn.
Grab a partner and let’s do-si-do,
It’s A-Z blogging, and away we go!