No post today, the air has gone away

The burned tree stands forlorn, a symbol of  us all

No post today, it seems a common sight

But bloggers surfing by don’t know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means

The end of our hopes, the end of all our dreams

How could they know the forests there had been

The groves, the hills, the villages we’ d seen…

(Μια αυθόρμητη παραλλαγή στο No Milk today των Herman Hermits)