My potential earnings have gone down the pan.My comments box rapidly fills up with spam.I tried and I tried, then enthusiasm died.Writing pages, now I just say blog it, whenever I can.
I like your attitude 2uesday, and your poetry.
Thank you not the sort of thing I usually share, but this sort of rhyming game helps to put a smile on my face.
My traffic is upTo a dollar a dayYes spam is crapWhat can I say?Just roll up your sleevesAnd spit on your palmsIgnore carpal tunnelForget your peeves.
Never made no doughBread, nor clams you knowDidn't create a space where folks wanted to goCouldn't write squatDidn't like what I gotStrung words together and came up with naughtFinally said "hey"It's just day by dayWho cares if people like my junk anywayIf only...
Writings OK well, it was anyway.But now it is KO'd and slipping away.I am a gardener at heartand always knew I was from the very start.I know how to dig in and go with the flow.That the crops that fail this year next year will grow.Two years now going on three.The build up and turn over was very good to see.Just lately I have to admitmy enthusiasm is now in the bottom of a pit.I know what it takesto make things growbut Google strikes very low.Each time I start to climbsomeone expects me to turn on a dime.I really am not at all in one of my peevesjust thinking and rolling up my sleeves.And each time I take another looksomeone has re-written the book.I think I am well past strifejust thought I would share a bit ofa day in the life... of.
Ignore all your troublesput the cat in the bagGoogles naught but bubbleslet your tail wagShake up the sodapop the cap with a bingYahoo fills the quotayour traffic will sing.Man I totally suck as a poet! If it ain't fun, quit for a while. I took six months off last year.
The revenue search continues,but appears to be in vain.Paradigmsearch has concluded,that the internet is a pain.So it's off to buy a lottery ticket.The odds are better there.Will things ever get better?Hope springs eternal,but it's really best not to care.
And, no. I have no delusions that I'm a poet.
Aww, let me try:i never made no moneyon Hub Pagesit is truethe ads you see annoyed meand i didn't knowwhat to doI wasn't born to shopI did not have a clueSo I went non commercialgave up onzero revenue
At least you've had earnings,you should be glad,you've had some successso it isn't all bad.The internet's full of such talentless tripe,all making money,now that's my main gripe.But it's horses for coursesso keep up the work,don't listen to me,cos I'm just a berk.
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