News: Snarkless
By Therese Walsh | May 20, 2007 |
Unless you’ve been enjoying your weekend away from the computer (how dare you), you’re probably already aware of Miss Snark’s announcement that she’ll be retiring her fabu blog. The writers’ blogosphere is in deep mourning.
Miss Snark does not like my poetry. Once I even garnered a WTF from her, which gave me a strange sort of pleasure. (If you can’t write great poetry, you might as well write poetry that appals for all its badness.) I just want to go on record as saying I know this is not poetry. I even know it’s not good. But I feel compelled to embarass myself on the blog tonight, so here goes:
Our glass is half empty, Miss Snark, Miss Snark,
Our glass is half empty, will you pass the gin?
Get a clue gun, you nitwit, you nitwit, you nitwit,
Get a clue gun, you nitwit, you nitwit, I’m leaving.
There’s a whole in the bucket, can’t you see it, can’t you see it?
There’s a whole in the bucket, Snark’s siphoned the gin.
Damn. What are we going to do with all these limes?
I have a limerick for La Snark.
There once was a blog called Miss Snark
Whose bite was much worse than her bark
She packed it all in
And took her tonic and gin
And left writers all sobbing in the dark
A sad day in blogdome (bows head, sniffles)
well, i guess she just got tired of answering the same old (stupid?) whining question…what will i be when i grow up…or maybe she just got tired of being harsh
so here’s my little, off the top, farewell:
if God had made us all smarter
it would be easy to be a writer
it wouldn’t be luck
there’d be no wtf’s
(courtesy of la snark)
and we could all retire to Capri