So good, so true,
Oh Steemit, I do.
There are others I guess,
But not like you.
Stay true, stay strong,
You are the one.
With all those followers,
Not one is wrong.
To the doubters I meet,
Steemit, I say.
Always, they reply.
When do they pay?
Does it matter?
It's a box,
You can create.
If you're a fox.
The possibilities are endless,
So I say,
Let's get started right away.
Take a while,
Sit and think.
Don't end up like Barton Fink.
It's hard, I know,
I'm trying, myself,
To get to the end,
Not left on a shelf.
But there are those that try,
I call them cupcakes.
But not the others, those fake ass snakes,
To them, I say
For you l pray.
You will see that it doth pay.
Oh well, it's back to life
Where it is beauty,
If no strife.
Try and look,
It's in Steemit.
Dig deep
Try and be it.
