Once upon a time

in a far off place

was the little village of Wattpad

a magical place

Where all the villagers

a reader or writer be

and everyone flourished

in little Wattpad by the sea

Some wrote novels

or essays just for fun

some were journalists

for the 'Wattpad Sun'

playwrights and screenwriters

kept people entertained

in the 'Wattpad Playhouse'

on Literary Lane

Historians and biographers

brought the past back to life

while science fiction and fantasy

thrived at 'Wattpad sci-fi Rife'

The poets and lyricists

with rappers in hand

worked with the musicians

of the 'Wattpad House Band'

Men and women of Letters

penman, wordsmith, scribe

dramatist, tragedians, bloggers

all kept the Words alive

Once upon a time

in a far off place

was the little village of Wattpad

a magical place

Then the powers to be

said, "Let's make a change"

bigger and better

is the name of the game

So the little village of Wattpad

became a metropolis by the sea

building in every direction

with no direction to be seen

We don't like the change

so many of us yelled

but we were ignored

basically told, 'go to hell'

And we drifted apart

as competition arrived

we fought for #1

as inspiration died

Where once we were as one

tight knit community

now separated by silence

communication inability

And while those who wrote novels and such

were promoted and adored

the Poets of Wattpad

became pushed aside and ignored

Once upon a time

there was a magical place

quickly becoming a memory

in an overcrowded space

"We cannot let this happen"

one man yelled out loud

but his voice was silenced

by the deafening crowd

So he left the huge metropolis

and found a small secluded bay

miles from the hustle and bustle

a place he could stay

He knew he could not allow

the Poets to become obsolete

without the rhymes and lyrics

life simply would not be complete

He built a small cabin like building

and put a sign above the door

'Welcome to the Poet's Pub'

'All are welcome, forever more'

There is no race, no religion

no language or color segregation

just a safe place to write and enjoy

encouragement, guidance, inspiration

And one by one the people came

and the cabin was soon filled

but more and more wanted to share

so he built and built, up the side of the hill

And soon the secluded bay

saw more cabins, one by one

as more and more Poets

all continued to come

Soon there was the Pub Chatter

MystresMyna wrote each week

and lyttlejoe was always there

with humour and tongue-in-cheek

Friendly competitions were constantly held

and new Poets flowed through the door

and the Poets Pub Band had more new songs

than they could play forever more

And all the hustle and bustle

of Wattpad was pushed aside

the Poets Pub continued to flourish

the Poem would surely be kept alive

And every night the man toasts all those who come

"Here's to leaving behind the hustle of the hub

and enjoying inspiration by the sea

my name is Bill, I raise my glass

and welcome you all to the Poets Pub"

Here, here

they all wrote happily ever after

Dedicated to all the amazing Poets who have made the Poets Pub the success it is today.

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.