F-word, they call it.
FACEBOOK
INTERNETgamesSocialNETWORKfun
StatusReportGiftsFarmVIlleREstaurantCITYPLayfishZyngaFanships
BUSY-NESS
That's what it is.
Really.
It's funny,
To be a fan and friend of everybody,
And end up having nothing but a little internet tag to show for it.
It's funny, to play all sorts of games;
With cafes to run and farms to run and dragons to slay,
And try to get neighbors,
When you haven't said hi to the guy next door for the LONGEST time.
Ironic,
tHat we laugh when nuts say the sun spins round the earth,
and shrug our shoulders when we say that life turns round
Facebook.
And the smiley faces,
Riddling the status reports like chicken poxes.
Given like brochures at the mall,
Meaning nothing but 2 icons on the keyboard.
And we're all sucked in.
All careening like fools down
The
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Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Posted by Eron y Huéven at 2:51 PMI've joined facebook!
It's taken a long time. For ages I've been adamant to the idea. No! But then dear Mom joined, and that was a great blow to my resolve. Then Mark invited me. Then I heard Emma was doing it too. Curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't believe that Benjamin actually facebooked. . .
Alas, with one great cloud of pious believers, I was converted to Facebookism. Wow.
Yikes, I'm changing. Here goes the last of the closed door policiies from my world. . .
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