More joyful music, you say?
For sure, I say.
Why? Blogging à la mode, c'est le way.
Franglish, don't scoff, 'tis no roll in the hay.
Bit by puritan work ethic insect;
poesy magazine measuring
could use such a rocking interject
you clock-beats-takes-one-too bastards.
This intricate curdling weighs, oh,
five hundred tons gabba gabba hey
(least the pen's bleeding, whee)
thus, more jubilant music, I say.