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  • Stacking Sats with Blurt

    How to become a Blurt Billionaire ….

    Power up 99 % and earn 50% APR from Curation and 33% APR with Delegation

    Convert 1% to Bitcoin, Monero and TRON (TRX)

    Fingers on the keys, a click and a clack,

    Type a little wisdom, stacking sats in my stack.
    Digital ink spillin', stories in the air,
    Blurt.blog got me eatin' like a millionaire.

    From my front porch swing, to the worldwide stage,

    Keyboard my weapon, turnin' clicks into wage.
    Blues in my pocket, jazz in my veins,
    Crypto rain, washing off my chains.

    [Chorus]

    Stackin' sats daily, pennies turn to gold,
    Bloggin' on the Blurt, where the stories get told.
    Harmony’s rich, rhythm so sweet,
    Blurt.blog the groove, tappin' out that beat.

    [Verse 2]

    A mug of coffee, sunrise in my view,
    Bloggin' 'bout the grind, or a tale or two.
    Earnin' with my words, like a poet for hire,
    Blurt’s my choir, set my soul on fire.

    Jazz riffs twistin' through my mind’s back roads,

    Delta blues hummin', heavy like a code.
    I drop a post, watch the sats roll in,
    Every keystroke’s a win, where do I begin?

    [Bridge]

    Bloggin’ for the dream, no 9-to-5 clock,
    Blurt’s my escape, no punchin’ that block.
    Avant-garde hustle, classical grind,
    Stackin’ sats daily, got freedom in my mind.

    4 min
  • Stacking Sats on Blurt

    Click-clack

    Keys talk back
    Coffee cup ring on the old desk stack
    Hot sun
    Screens all bright
    Getting paid to blog, boy, I type all night
    Blurt dot blog
    My little side street
    Words turn to pennies
    Dropping at my feet

    [Chorus]

    I’m stacking sats daily
    Line by line
    Tiny little sparkles
    In a long, slow shine
    Blurt dot blog
    Gonna treat me fine
    I’m stacking sats daily
    Till your cents meet mine

    [Verse 2]

    Four fellas
    Round one mic
    Low voice hum and the tenors spike
    Rhythm guitar
    Soft boom-chick
    Bass walks slow and the beat hits quick
    Thoughts I save
    On a sidebar page
    Turn into satoshis
    On a ledger stage

    [Bridge]

    Is it just a post
    Or a paycheck tune?
    A little lazy afternoon fortune
    Every word I drop
    Like a dime in a jar
    From this dusty room
    To a bright cold star

    [Chorus]

    I’m stacking sats daily
    Line by line
    Tiny little sparkles
    In a long, slow shine
    Blurt dot blog
    Gonna treat me fine
    I’m stacking sats daily
    Till your cents meet mine

    3 min
  • Stacking Sats on Blurt.blog

    Fingers on the keys, a click and a clack,

    Type a little wisdom, stacking sats in my stack.
    Digital ink spillin', stories in the air,
    Blurt.blog got me eatin' like a millionaire.

    From my front porch swing, to the worldwide stage,

    Keyboard my weapon, turnin' clicks into wage.
    Blues in my pocket, jazz in my veins,
    Crypto rain, washing off my chains.

    [Chorus]

    Stackin' sats daily, pennies turn to gold,
    Bloggin' on the Blurt, where the stories get told.
    Harmony’s rich, rhythm so sweet,
    Blurt.blog the groove, tappin' out that beat.

    [Verse 2]

    A mug of coffee, sunrise in my view,
    Bloggin' 'bout the grind, or a tale or two.
    Earnin' with my words, like a poet for hire,
    Blurt’s my choir, set my soul on fire.

    Jazz riffs twistin' through my mind’s back roads,

    Delta blues hummin', heavy like a code.
    I drop a post, watch the sats roll in,
    Every keystroke’s a win, where do I begin?

    [Bridge]

    Bloggin’ for the dream, no 9-to-5 clock,
    Blurt’s my escape, no punchin’ that block.
    Avant-garde hustle, classical grind,
    Stackin’ sats daily, got freedom in my mind.

    3 min
  • Blurtin’ for a Buck

    Tappin' keys like they're gonna break

    Dust on the screen it starts to flake
    Words spill out like a busted pipe
    Bloggin' for bucks yeah the digital hype

    [Chorus]

    Blurtin' for a buck in the dead of night
    Drunk piano screamin' fiddle takes flight
    Accordion wheezin' deep bass bites
    Blurt.blog payin' to keep me alive

    [Verse 2]

    Junkyard clatter typewriter ghost
    Click-clack rhythm my only host
    Caffeine drip veins turn to wires
    Burnin' words in electric fires

    [Prechorus]

    Who am I to sell my soul
    To blog it out for digital gold

    [Chorus]

    Blurtin' for a buck in the dead of night
    Drunk piano screamin' fiddle takes flight
    Accordion wheezin' deep bass bites
    Blurt.blog payin' to keep me alive

    [Bridge]

    Carnival mirrors in the words I spin
    Lost in the pixels where do I begin
    Vaudeville shadows creep 'cross my hands
    Bloggin' for bread in a broken land

    3 min
  • Blurtin’ for a buck

    Tappin' keys like they're gonna break

    Dust on the screen it starts to flake
    Words spill out like a busted pipe
    Bloggin' for bucks yeah the digital hype

    [Chorus]

    Blurtin' for a buck in the dead of night
    Drunk piano screamin' fiddle takes flight
    Accordion wheezin' deep bass bites
    Blurt.blog payin' to keep me alive

    [Verse 2]

    Junkyard clatter typewriter ghost
    Click-clack rhythm my only host
    Caffeine drip veins turn to wires
    Burnin' words in electric fires

    [Prechorus]

    Who am I to sell my soul
    To blog it out for digital gold

    [Chorus]

    Blurtin' for a buck in the dead of night
    Drunk piano screamin' fiddle takes flight
    Accordion wheezin' deep bass bites
    Blurt.blog payin' to keep me alive

    [Bridge]

    Carnival mirrors in the words I spin
    Lost in the pixels where do I begin
    Vaudeville shadows creep 'cross my hands
    Bloggin' for bread in a broken land

    4 min
  • Blurt it out !

    Type it out fingers bleed

    Click click the clock don’t heed
    Spill my guts on a digital page
    Words like smoke in a rusted cage

    [Chorus]

    Blurt it out blurt it loud
    Get paid to scream in the cloud
    Blurt it out blurt it true
    Cash for my thoughts in shades of blue

    [Verse 2]

    Electric ghosts in the wires hum
    Keyboard clatter where the shadows drum
    A carnival tune in a broken key
    Blog my madness for all to see

    [Prechorus]

    Who reads who cares
    Just dollars in the air

    [Chorus]

    Blurt it out blurt it loud
    Get paid to scream in the cloud
    Blurt it out blurt it true
    Cash for my thoughts in shades of blue

    [Bridge]

    Accordion groans like a drunkard’s cry
    Bass notes drop like tears from the sky
    Fiddle saws at the night’s soft skin
    This junkyard’s where my words begin

    3 min
  • Blurt.Media Blues Radio - A Blogging Bard

    Clacking keys in the dead of night

    Word machine's got a hunger bite
    Click clack tap I sell my soul
    Blurt's my dealer words my gold

    [Prechorus]

    Got a dime for a rhyme
    Got a nickel for my time

    [Chorus]

    Blurt pays the piper yeah they grease the wheels
    A blogging bard with digital deals
    Oh Blurt oh Blurt feed my muse
    Pay me in pennies I’ll sing the blues

    [Verse 2]

    A stranger's eyes read my tale
    Spin my yarn till my thoughts grow pale
    Dusty dreams in a virtual bar
    Stories smoke like a cheap cigar

    [Prechorus]

    Every post a ghost
    Every coin a boast

    [Chorus]

    Blurt pays the piper yeah they grease the wheels
    A blogging bard with digital deals
    Oh Blurt oh Blurt feed my muse
    Pay me in pennies I’ll sing the blues

    3 min
  • Thanksgiving

    The road's been long, the air's grown cold,

    The stars above look tired, old.
    But the porch light flickers, warm and wide,
    And I know I've found my yuletide guide.

    Pumpkin pie on the windowsill,

    Turkey's roasting, the house is still,
    'Til laughter bursts like a fiddle’s cry—
    Home’s a song, and I’m the reply.

    [Chorus]

    Happy Thanksgiving, I’m here at last,
    The future’s uncertain, but the present’s vast.
    With crypto earned and posts well-spun,
    On Blurt we thrive, with a wink and a pun.

    [Verse 2]

    Mama’s laugh, a cabaret tune,
    Papa hums low, a junkyard croon.
    The cello groans like an autumn breeze,
    The viola whispers secrets to the trees.

    Auntie's stories, surreal and wild,

    Uncle’s grin, like a mischief child.
    The accordion swells, the turkey’s carved,
    In this feast of love, we’ve all starved.

    [Prechorus]

    Blogging dreams, a digital stream,
    Short films flicker in a crypto gleam.

    3 min
  • The Blurt Bugle Band : Blurt Blogger

    Typing away in the glow of the screen

    Clickety clack where the shadows lean
    Words like whiskey spilling out of a dream

    [Prechorus]

    They pay me a nickel they pay me a dime
    For spilling my guts for wasting my time

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog baby that's my grind
    Selling my soul one post at a time
    Blurt.blog honey where the pixels whine
    Writing for rent with a punchline

    [Verse 2]

    Characters crawl out the cracks in my mind
    A three-eyed preacher a dog that's blind
    Laughing at life in the gutter I find

    [Bridge]

    Is it poetry or is it a scam
    Writing my life for a cyber-hand
    Chasing that coin like a junkyard man

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog baby that's my grind
    Selling my soul one post at a time
    Blurt.blog honey where the pixels whine
    Writing for rent with a punchline

    4 min
  • Blurt Bugle Band - Star of Bethlehem

    The 3 Wisemen are on their way to Bethlehem to greet the King.

    The Magi, Magicians with gifts of Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh …

    Dust on the road

    And the sky hangs low
    Three shadows creeping where the desert winds blow
    Gold and frankincense
    Myrrh in the sack
    The stars are ahead
    And there’s no turning back

    [Chorus]

    Oh
    Star of Bethlehem
    You’re calling
    Calling
    Guiding the weary
    The wise
    And the small
    Oh
    Star of Bethlehem
    We’re falling
    Falling
    To our knees in the stable’s dusty hall

    [Verse 2]

    The inn’s got no room
    The night’s bitter cold
    A cry breaks the silence
    A tale to be told
    Mary’s soft whispers
    Joseph’s strong hand
    A king in the straw
    Born to heal this land

    [Prechorus]

    Oh
    The camels groan
    The heavens sing
    Hallelujahs rise to greet the King

    [Chorus]

    Oh
    Star of Bethlehem
    You’re calling
    Calling
    Guiding the weary
    The wise
    And the small
    Oh
    Star of Bethlehem
    We’re falling
    Falling
    To our knees in the stable’s dusty hall

    [Bridge]

    Shepherds
    They tremble
    And angels take flight
    Horns and a fiddle dance into the night
    A moment eternal
    A gift wrapped in hay
    The Magi bow low
    For the dawn’s on its way

    4 min

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