My new sandpit

A new blank blog space to place a blank
Letter (or not). To scrabble about
And play a few fish out of water: “That one’s a blog, Harry,
They taste like mud and look like ghouls. Throw it back, Harry, throw it back.”

A fine blank playplace to knit a net of new words
Diagonally and march them up and down, change their clothes
With the whether, weather they want to (or not).

It’s a bit of a blogger that
Words have no writes, just duties.