Here's a poem my cousin wrote. It pretty much expresses my feelings about xanga. Enjoy.
T’was the Website Called Xanga
What do you think,
When you read someone’s file?
Is it really that bad?
Are they truly that vile?
When you “read”, do you scan?
Tend to skip as you scroll?
My dear god, you’re so boring,
Are you always this droll?
You’re a waste of a life,
And a waste of my time,
Blogging is horrid,
I should think it a crime.
LOOK AT ME!
I’M PATHETIC!
I’m a poor broken doll!
No one cares,
No one loves you,
So why tell us at all?
Won’t you please just shut up,
With your whining and pleas?
Xanga prob’ly means horse sh*t,
When it’s said in Chinese.
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