I follow to

I follow to be followed, scratch your back,
do scratch mine, we’ll scribble, snap, weep,
call it a blog, have fun, may even make money.

Pouring his heart out the Baker above

Pouring his heart out the Baker above
made a cake perfection with best dough,
but error in timing made it end in a bin
what waste or was it haste, no din;

people weep in unison
in memory of Zion
but I just weep alone
as I got no one to sigh on.