Independent Author Blues

Lord I wrote a book and thought it's good

All of my friends liked its look

I'm really trying

but agent's aren't buying

My little book

So I ventured out and made a page

On the worldwide web, it was cool

I printed up copies

And filled up my shelves

My little book

But Covid hit and I couldn't sell

I couldn't go to schools no more

The libraries liked hardback

So I had to change

My little book

Oh the price of things was getting high

My budget cried in misery

No room on the shelves

No cash to buy

I went POD

But Lord even now that I am saved

Reality is like a trawler

For Ingram gets some

And Amazon more

I get a dollar

I thank you, Lord for giving me hope

If I try hard, I can recoup

I'll find a buyer

Then a million more

My little book

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