All aTwitter
Myspace is an empty lot
Facebook’s a blank page,
emails gone the postal route
cause Twitters all the rage.
garbled words typed out in haste
and language gone amok,
spelling’s just a game of chance
and reading it’s pot luck.
people soon won’t be the same
or write as we have done,
they’ll Peep until the eggs they hatch
are born with just two thumbs.
yes “as I see it“.....................AISI
“we’re addicted to text"...Adctd2txt
“as far as I can tell“.........AFAICT
we'll text our prayers to
“oh my god“....................OMG
in code that looks like hell.
so throw away those Crackberrys;
those Pagers, Ipods too.
before we lose the will to speak
IM’ing all we do.
slipping more within the core
of new toys in our grip,
we micro bits and bytes of code
will die inside life’s chip.
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