A Poem Resurfaced For WA Fans
Hi Friends,
I couldn't be that active these few days with you all. The reason is obvious and all of you know better that No One Can Serve Two Masters. I mean, while you are giving your full time to a task, you cannot connect to your Awesome Friends here at WA, right?
I was wondering why my progress was going so slow and that the Pendulum's Arm seemed to have swung in a contrasting momentum which needed a fresh look into the things I was doing. And you know what?
Holy Cow!
I found the errors! (The errors are shown at the end)
I found that I piggybacked a mountain of errors in wanton innocency. Remember that innocence is the first number one characteristic of a child which also means I am, are, is, will be, have, has still a child in Affiliate Marketing?!x*#?!
O Wealth! When are you VISITING US?
We wait for you anxiously and we'll continue waiting for you in the sweet likeness of King Solomon's Imperial Scene by the visit of the Queen of Sheba in caravan of 120 talents of gold and precious stones and the largest quantity of spices ever brought to Jerusalem.
In return, King Solomon gives the Queen gifts "and every desire she expressed".
Hallelujah!
This visit makes the onlookers awestruck, and longed for wealth- the talents of gold and precious stones- and a continuous hallucinations after the scene was no more.
So here goes the sonnet.
WAITING FOR WEALTH
As I put my baffling head on the pillow,
My unusual soul kept tensely awake;
Musing the countless profound dreams in row,
The strongest thought was massive wealth to make.
My friends hath numerous buildings rais'd tall,
Only to make myself my own foe in dismay;
Smitten by the cold forty four winter's call,
I lie in an empty's abundance's decay.
People pay lavishly in social donation,
But I pay in a penny's ability;
My three kids need schooling fees exemption,
Lest my wife accused my fragility.
O Wealth! waiting you ain't waiting for Godot,
'Tis in thee that everybody's vein gets hot.
-phakacha8
Here the sonneteer is restless in waiting for the arrival of Wealth. He finds his friends progressing and wonders why he's not.
Holy moly!
If the sonnet resonates in you, then read on...
For we love to share and love to help each other. We are meant to succeed together by showing what's making us stuck. Together we progress this way my friend.
You must have your Google My Business (GMB)listing done. You essentially don't exist without it. A great way to boosting up your ranking high. Take to work my friend. Am working on it for the chance to show up in Local Search results.
It's a possum algorithm update, an element of proximity and exactness.
Holy moly, holy Moses!
Let's sleep and take some rest now.
Always a Friend,
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Great poem Phomgrong, may your 3 children find good schooling.
Cheers Jae
Thank you so much Jae.
Much appreciated for showing concern for my children.