Once more, with feeling.

I'd like to take the time,
To do a blog in rhyme.
You might think its rare,
To spend this much care.
But I want to impress.
With the hope you'll undress.
Upon reading my words.
Shout "Rise up, the nerds"
Our opinions matter,
My words intend not to flatter.
My opinion I spread,
Yet my complaints fill me with dread.
Am I becoming as miserable as my father?
I say "Well rather"
I'm getting older.
My thoughts they grow colder.
I see the sun shining I complain.
And yet complain in the rain.
There's no pleasing me now,
Everyone has tried, yet somehow.
Not a smile on my face.
Nor a chuckle around the place.
Thanks for the time.
For reading this blog made of rhyme.
So turn out the light.
For I bid thee, goodnight.