I showed up at the usual meeting place for my Saturday morning writers’ group only to find that I’d gotten the dates wrong. As I sat drinking my Market Spice Tea and nibbling on my fresh baked tea biscuit (Faking Sanity yummies) I connected to the internet with my netbook and tried to track down my writing buddies. I tried Facebook and email etc… no one was online! Finally I just phoned someone and confirmed my suspicions that I’d managed to be a week early!
Because I had another appointment later that day, I decided to get another tea and just do some writing – any kind of writing. What I ended up with is a six verse haiku lament about not being able to locate someone online.
Cyberspacial Limbo
Where are you now, friend?
Does my email languish in
your full spam inbox?
My friend request lost
In cyberspacial limbo?
Twitter me this, dear.
Why stumble upon
My space? I hear your word press
Against my ear, dear.
Well, Skype my I M !
Your broken link can’t find the
Internet Highway.
I spell your name – search,
But the way back machine lies,
As though you’re still there.
I Google you now.
Your SEO has fallen
From grace, you diggit?
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Commentary on Spam – Seriously?
“Greatest fighter toasts ought to entertain on your couples.”
Thank you, my couples do not need anyone to entertain on them, certainly not fighters, great or otherwise.
I have pondered this for a long time and I can only conclude that these spam comments are the detritus generated by the proverbial ‘infinite number of monkeys sitting at an infinite number of typewriters’ before they managed to type out the complete works of Shakespeare.
Greatest fighter toasts? Seriously?