A Recap On My Hottest Poems

it seems that my  blog post Why I No Longer Link To The Likes Of ProBlogger And John Chow has created quite a stir. That being the case WassupBlog has been inundated with new visitors and the business / online marketer in me is shouting out, Come on you fool, now is the time to capitalize on all that traffic and make some money. You need a post full of affiliate links or something. MOVE!

Instead, what am I going to do? I’m going to take this time to settle things down little by recapping on some of my old posts, and not just any old posts, my poetry ones. :devil_tb:

Now the recapping of old posts is generally a good thing as it allows you to bring some of those old post out of the moth ridden closets and into the light. Linking between posts is also a good SEO tactic.

The Child Of God: Yeah, what can I say, I’m a Christian, probably not a good one, but I believe in God all the same. This one just shows a little of my perspective on the subject.

Google Bots And Halloween: I wrote this one just for Halloween, and just putting a little spin on how some people may perceive the dreaded Google Bots.

A Poem For Halloween The Night Of Frights: Another one for Halloween, with a bit of a twist. Hopefully the wife will never see this one.

Blog me This You Blogging Fools: One of my link luv poems in which I try to share a little link luv with my blogging mates.

What Bloggers Do: Another little poem used to share link luv. I tried in both poems to include a little lesson on what blogging is about.

Sire’s So Stupid: I ain’t all that stupid but that doesn’t mean I can’t make fun of myself and how others perception of me.

To Blog Or Not To Blog, That Is The Question: I had some fun with this one. Again there is a lesson here and it was done Shakespearean style.

From Birth To Realization Of The Word: Ever wandered what your perception would be if you could recall your whole life from the moment you popped out from the womb? Perhaps it would be a little like this.

My Passionate Encounter, It’s Not All About Sex: Had some fun with this one. Originally it was a joke that I couldn’t recollect properly so I just turned it into a poem.

Blogging As A Source Of Information: This was an actual post with a poem thrown in. It’s about a remarkable damn we have in Australia that knows and reveals all. There’s a little something about blogging thrown in.

WassupBlog’s Mean Woman’s Blues: Another one I had fun with. I love Roy Orbison, but even so I couldn’t help playing with his Mean Woman Blues.

Walk A Mile In Another Person’s Shoes:  I often wondered what it might me like to be a young girl infatuated with an Asshole. This is my interpretation.

The Meaning Of Life: Has some religious connotation, but basically I wanted others to see how I sometimes feel about life in general.

Man’s Struggle To Control His Urges: Women, watch out for this one. I’ve got to admit I had a ball with this baby.

Google Sucks And How Inspiration Can Help Your Blog: Says it all. This came to life after Google ‘Google Slapped’ me.

The F Word: I find this one amusing, but then I have a warped sense of humor. Read it if you dare.

Blogs, Blogging, Young Man, Old Man, Never The Twain Shall Meet: Another blogging poem. Ever wandered what the old folk think of us bloggers, and how they are treated when asked? Maybe not exactly factual, but I reckon I have the right to some poetic licence.

Bullshit Is Not A Dirty Word: Apart from Darren Rowse and some other ‘older Aussies’ there may not be many who have heard of the Aussie Band SkyHooks. Well, they had a song called “Ego Is Not a Dirty Word“, well after I got through with it, the song had an entirely new meaning.

Dragons Creatures Of Mystery: This poem was written to portray my love of dragons and come complete with a couple of dragons in my collection.

Well, that’s it. I hope some of you took the time to check a few of those poems, and if you liked what you read you might even have Tweeted it or something.


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The Child Of God

Yep, it’s poetry time again. This one is a little different and has absolutely nothing to do with blogging. I am and always have been a firm believer in God and Jesus but am not one to force it down peoples throat. I could never understand those religious zealots who continually try to force their ideals on others and have always felt that they are doing more harm than good.

Too bad that they don’t behave as Jesus did while he was amongst us. The only time that I can remember when he was angry was in Matthew 21:12

And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves,

Other than that, He would go about preaching, and those who would listen did. There was no brow beating and the disciples certainly weren’t in the habit of whipping people into submission.

Anyway, I digress and certainly don’t want to start Bible bashing. Without further ado, I present to you

The Child Of God

El Greco's Jesus Carrying the Cross, 1580.

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I am a child of God
I am saved for I believe
For those who judge me
Judge not lest thou be judged
For with what judgement ye judge
Ye shall be judged
Fools, know thee that only He judges
For there is no mote in God’s eye
Only He sees clearly to judge

There are many who profess to be saved
They are the haughty fools
Those who judge others
Not knowing their own lives
They raise their placards
Full of hateful slogans
Rather than bring others to God
Their actions turn them away
Better to offer another path
For those finding themselves in strife

Ours is not to force these to believe
But to lead the way in the hope
Those who follow may be saved
Those who do not may not be ready
Their time may not be ripe
And none on earth can judge them
Many are those who believe
Who visit the House of the Lord
They tithe and profess their love of Jesus
On the pedestal that they place themselves
They see not the plight of the needy
That of those less fortunate
When they do stumble upon the homeless
Living in their poverty and filth
They draw back in disgust and horror
And no helping hand is offered

Hypocrites, they are like the Pharisees
And yet even I cannot judge
Not knowing how I would I react
Were I to meet those in need
Even non-believers may offer a helping hand
Yet many live in the fear of salvation
They ban religion from state schools
And crosses are removed from gravesites
On the pretence of offence
Many wrongful acts are committed
And innocents on both sides suffer
Atrocities occur in the name of religion
Yet none by the will of God
Mankind is the root of all evil
For heretics who preach violence
Have a personal agenda
Inflicting pain and death
On infidels and innocent alike
All in the name of God
A God who does not need man
To fight for his righteousness

From birth until death we decide
Upon the path we shall take
Though He is a merciful God
He has left us to our own devices
But we are not alone
The Spirit talks to those who listen
But many fail to follow
For the path is too hard
Though the prize is worth the hardship
Many will be lost to the glory and vices
Offered by Satan and his followers
Some call it a conscience
But whatever the name
The choice we make is our own.

So, why a poem with obvious religious overtones? I can safely say it was all Eren’s fault. I’ve been a regular reader of her blog Embracing Home, although I haven’t commented nearly enough. Still, there is plenty of time for that. Anyway, it was her last post titled How to cure and heal severe anxiety. I enjoyed that post and found it very thought provoking, and it sort of inspired me to post this poem.

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Googles Latest PR Update In Time For Halloween

Yep, Halloween is just around the corner, and Google has chosen this hallowed time to play around with everybody’s PR. Some would have gone up, some down, and those that Google considers unsavory have probably had it stripped from them.

Personally, this blog has done fairly well as it went from PR3 to PR4. Not bad considering that I haven’t really been trying to improve on my ranking at all.

Being the last days of Halloween and all, and seeing how this post’s been mainly about Google, I put a little poem together to commemorate the occasion.

Googlebots, the terror of the Net
Striking fear into Webmasters and yet
Webmasters and bloggers, all of like mind
In using keywords for Googlebot to find

Keywords, the spider food these poor sods use
Hoping the Spiderbots will follow and not abuse
With luck they hope to obtain position number one
For anything else would certainly be no fun

They will try anything to obtain a Page Rank
From spamming bloggers and going to the bank
To pay for links on high ranking sites
But if Google found out, it would simply bite

For the venom of the Google Bomb is well known
Because if you piss Google off your PR is blown
So, how does Google know if you’ve been bad or good?
It’s those bloody Googlebots spidering the web for food

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Those damn Googlebots, they have no heart or soul
They don’t give a shit if your blog falls down a hole
Do what you can to better your position
Especially if improving your PR is your ambition

Personally I don’t give a crap
I’m not falling for that trap
I’m more for enjoying my blogging
And that’s best without a Google flogging

So, I hope you enjoyed that, and perhaps you could leave a comment as to how Google has ranked your blog with this last update.

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