Bareness

A writer intent
Went to the Internet,
To give her poor blog a post.

But when she got there,
The Internet was bare,
And so her poor blog had none.

And here’s what I was going to write last night:

Red sky at morning,
Sailors take warning.
Blue sky through trees,
Landers rake leaves.

I think I like the Mother Hubbard hack better. Thanks, Comcast! I wish I’d known about Google Public DNS.