To the facebook posters I have now known
You have almost certainly grown
In the day that you write so well
I will certainly be glad to tell
That today is a fun time
To read between the lines
And realize that some of you are
Smart, yet a few of you are not.
And thus I rehearse for my
Next assignment
As a blogger of merit
And with that I go
To the fresh places of selling
The internet to the stranger
On twitter alas
That today I will
Find more to read
Than the same enema of a burden
That I get when I open my facebook account
And read that the same things keep being shouted
By the same general folks
Who if you learn to climb the ropes
Will show you the way
Though they seem quite less gay
That today I dwell in internet mire
That you did not choose to say anything
Intelligent over the wire
And tomorrow I will wait for more
So that time is more consumed
And thus I write
For the children of the night
That today there is more to say
And I hope that you do not go away
So thus ends the ballad to my friends online
I hope you really are genuine
I fish for fun things you write
And when you can delight
Some say its bliss
I say its like a kiss
And thus I remain
Online for a frame
And thus the Facebookers smile
And I will be hungry less a while
And tomorrow I'll post a note
And hope that another will tote
My thoughts of the day
And few will ever say
That sunshine did not shine
On the internets new design
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