The Facebook Poem

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Exakta66
Exakta66
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I'd heard about social networking,
And how it was the next big thing,
So I just had to take a look,
And ended up on Facebook.

It only took me a little while,
To fill out most of my profile,
But I have spent many a night,
Figuring out the rest of the site.

I never realized I had so many friends,
The friend requests never ends,
All the people I can't stand at work,
And now the biggest high school jerk.

I have to admit I've learned a bunch,
I know what all my friends eat for lunch,
And it really helps me that I know,
Everyone's favorite TV show.

The work on Facebook never stops,
I have to water my imaginary crops,
Send get-well wishes to Farmville quick,
My friend's imaginary cow got sick.

I now realize my chances are dire,
Of ever building a Mafia empire,
And perhaps it is a bit of a shame,
My It Girl will never go on to fame.

My kid's statuses tell me of their life,
At dinner time I get poked by the wife,
I try to keep my friend count nice and fat,
So, I even signed up the dog and cat.

I guess you can say my life's complete,
I have more friends than I'll ever meet,
On Facebook I can roam far and wide,
And I never have to go outside.

02-19-11.

Exakta66
Exakta66
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twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
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got that right.100. For the poem, everything fits. I suppose, if I really, really looked, I could find something wrong, sorry can't help you there.

Just liked it.