*UPDATE* Pitch didn't #VOOM...
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Sorry in advance for the rather British Humour... "Well here I am, all alone in the room, Lamenting the fact that my pitch didn’t #VOOM. I worked hard to promote it, I really tried, I would tweet, pin and link till my brain was fried. I put links in my status, and on every forum, I used CAPITAL LETTERS so they couldn’t ignore ‘em. Yet I failed the promotion, it just wasn’t my bag, But before I slope off for a beer and a fag. I’d like to say Thanks to all those who voted, Who twittled and twurpled, and otherwise promoted, The iBIOS pages I built for propelling, This Business idea I was shamelessly selling. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster, And I’ve burnt out a kettle, and knackered a toaster, While I sat on the Mac till half 4 in the morning, When the night buggered off and the day started dawning. But your help and encouragement forced me to strive, (and of course, stay up until nearly five) To make sure this pitch was as good as it was, Which, frankly, was bobbins… Cos, “Sod it”, we lost!" Thanks anyway guys! Danny
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Sorry in advance for the rather British Humour... "Well here I am, all alone in the room, Lamenting the fact that my pitch didn’t #VOOM. I worked hard to promote it, I really tried, I would tweet, pin and link till my brain was fried. I put links in my status, and on every forum, I used CAPITAL LETTERS so they couldn’t ignore ‘em. Yet I failed the promotion, it just wasn’t my bag, But before I slope off for a beer and a fag. I’d like to say Thanks to all those who voted, Who twittled and twurpled, and otherwise promoted, The iBIOS pages I built for propelling, This Business idea I was shamelessly selling. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster, And I’ve burnt out a kettle, and knackered a toaster, While I sat on the Mac till half 4 in the morning, When the night buggered off and the day started dawning. But your help and encouragement forced me to strive, (and of course, stay up until nearly five) To make sure this pitch was as good as it was, Which, frankly, was bobbins… Cos, “Sod it”, we lost!" Thanks anyway guys! Danny
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I was going to render a missive in rhyme Then realised that I just don't have the time I'm sorry your project has just been canned Hey - this would have been a rhyme of only the last line had scanned!
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Yeah, you still got it! Perhaps we should do a duet? ;)
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Yeah, you still got it! Perhaps we should do a duet? ;)
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Danny Martin wrote:
Yeah, you still got it! Perhaps we should do a duet?
I not so sure we really shouldn't give up our day-jobs, yet
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Oh come on, you spoil sport, Let's Give 'em a show! We might get upvoted, You never know...
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Oh come on, you spoil sport, Let's Give 'em a show! We might get upvoted, You never know...
"Whatever!" I sighed And turned to my keyboard "I can't just let Danny, be Code Project's rhyme Lord!" So I thunk and I pondered I wondered and wandered In order to make up a chorus I cogitated meditated, I even ruminated (with the help of a Thesaurus) I decided "I'm Stuck!" But I don't give a elephant Being careful to rhyme this tongue-twister 'cause as we all know Bob runs this show And it's read by his Kid Sister So OK, Danny Boy, Let's fill 'em with joy And see if we catch up with OG If we send him spam With offers of lamb He won't post, he'll be "having his tea".
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"Whatever!" I sighed And turned to my keyboard "I can't just let Danny, be Code Project's rhyme Lord!" So I thunk and I pondered I wondered and wandered In order to make up a chorus I cogitated meditated, I even ruminated (with the help of a Thesaurus) I decided "I'm Stuck!" But I don't give a elephant Being careful to rhyme this tongue-twister 'cause as we all know Bob runs this show And it's read by his Kid Sister So OK, Danny Boy, Let's fill 'em with joy And see if we catch up with OG If we send him spam With offers of lamb He won't post, he'll be "having his tea".
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The rhymes on the screen knocked Dan back in his seat, "Wow, this guy is good, but I will not be beat!". So he cracked his knuckles and loosened his tie, And the rhyming couplets started to fly! Face beaded with sweat, all deformed and contorted, As he tried to find something that rhymed with "Transported". [ sorry! ;P] In his chair he squirmed, with his keyboard he battled, He wouldn't give in (but he was getting rattled!). It was plain that this post could go on for a while, "This could make the newsletter" he thought, with a smile. But how to stop members from begging for more? Then he held out his hand - "Let's call it a draw" ;)