On a regular weekend day
My boredom was held at bay
As I spotted an interesting site
In between ads for cooking utensils and a cute night light
Young Writer's Society
I read rather quietly
Squinting at the computer screen
I drummed my fingers on my desk, rather keen
Hoping that this site would be good
Little did I know that it would
It was better than any normal old opportunity
It was far from being jejunity
Young writers were everywhere!
Scribbling away without a care!
Now I'd already tried WattPad
That ended bad
And now here was a shining gift
My heart began to lift
As did the ends of my lips
For this site was riddled with quips
From young writers just like me
I was filled with bubbling glee
I know this poem isn't the best
But...I'm kinda obsessed!