Once upon a midnight dreary
while I browsed weak and weary.
Over a many quaint and curious
blogs with posts galore.
While I clicked my fav'rite bookmark,
suddenly there came a warning,
And my heart was filled with mourning,
Mourning for my dear amour.
'Tis not possible, I pleaded,
But my browser, so conceited, -
Remained blank, I then repeated,
Just a blank, and nothing more,