I woke up this mornin’, my keyboard in hand,
A coffee cup balanced like a one-man band.
The blues in my pocket, the words in my head,
On Blurt.blog, I earn my bread.
Tap-tap-tappin’, the rhythm’s sweet,
Each post a shuffle, a digital beat.
Blurtin’ the blues, oh, I’m cashin’ in tunes,
A blogger by day, a poet by moons.
Click-clack keys, singin’ my dues,
Gettin’ paid to Blurt, I’m shakin’ these blues.
I don’t need a suit, I don’t need a tie,
Just a good idea and Wi-Fi nearby.
The words, they tumble like dice on the floor,
Every view’s a penny, every post’s a score.
Syncopate the syllables, rhyme like a king,
Avant-garde blogging, hear that register ring.
With rhythm and harmony, I’m breaking the mold,
This Delta Jazz blogger’s got stories to be told.
Blurtin’ the blues, oh, I’m cashin’ in tunes,
A blogger by day, a poet by moons.
Click-clack keys, singin’ my dues,
Gettin’ paid to Blurt, I’m shakin’ these blues.