I’m Sorry, Billy Joel

We met on web sites that featured weight loss.
We typed on keyboards and ate our tartar sauce.
And we were fat, as fat as hogs,
And we were so gung ho to start our own blogs.

We came in spastic like kids at Easter
We vowed to eat less and move our keister
And we learned fast what not to do
Our hearts were heavy and our bellies were, too

We chose a blog name, we picked a template.
And as for visitors, they came at a grim rate.
We dug in deep and lost a pound.
And prayed to Google that our blog would be found.

We had no grand plan to raise our profile.
But then somebody came, and made it worthwhile.
And it was fun, a real delight,
And we held on to each other
Like blogger to blogger,
We promised each other we'd diet.

And we will all go down together.
We said we’ll all go down together.
Yes we will all go down together.

Remember Tony, remember Mary?
Their posts are so good, it’s kinda scary.
Who showed a gain? And who lost weight?
All that matters is we’re still doing great.

We hold our fates in the palm of our hand
We can change ourselves, and the changes...

Can take as long as six months...

...Of blogging each day.
We answer critics, watch analytics
And we trudge on, try to survive.
We comment by the bazillion
And work out like Jillian.
And wait for our time to arrive.

And we will all go down together.
We said we'll all go down together.
Yes we will all go down together.