Twitter, Twitter, Little Star,
How I wonder why you are
Sharing rambling and incoherent thoughts
With cretins,creeps and even Goths,
Who happen upon your cyber space
And soon leave again without a trace
Of real feelings or human fusings
But fill their head with mindless musings.
Surely the thought must have occured to you
That genuine friends are really few.
And that real contact requires social meeting
Rather than continuous minor bleating.
So my advise to you is now to quit
Or soon be reduced to becoming a 'twit'.
I love your poems! That guy I mentioned in the New Yorker? I think his name was Richard Armour. Thanks for sharing. You are very fun.
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