Rhyme with a Reason

Now that this web stuff works pretty well, I’ve gotta have something to write.
I’ve thought, and I’ve thank, and I’ve thunk, and prevailed, but it took me all day and all night.
The challenge and draw that’s in it for me, sometimes makes me feel like a jerk.
Figuring out useless stuff on the web, until I can go back to work.
Websites to me are a thrill and a dream, and have been since I was still little.
So writing this nonsense and trying to make sense of the world, It’s just how I piddle.
Some of you know I’m waiting to have, an MRI done on my back.
Coding is fun, writing never done, at mechanics I’m not such a hack.
Still I will lag at writing and code, the internet’s forever changing.
I’ll retire a jet mech at age 62, my work will then need rearranging.