A Tweetise-or, Thoughts A Twitter A Tweetise-or, Thoughts A Twitter
A Tweetise-or, Thoughts A Twitter
No, no I say.
It’s just OK.
If I don’t twit here,
And I don’t tweet there.
Not in a car.
Not in bar.
Not in a shed.
And definitely, definitely, not from bed.
Tweets are for birds
And nerds-
But not the good kind.
Just the sad kind.
Who sit in a tree
And twee twee
Until they are twittered out-
And then they SHOUT!
“Look at me! Look at me!
What do you see!”
I say, really, what is that all about?
The twit twit here.
And the tweet tweet there.
Really, does anyone care?
Maybe a bear?
Or a hare?
Or a little tiny microsaurushuffalumpitis
(Whose moniker is so much bigger than itis)?
No, no, I say,
It’s really OK
If I don’t twit here
And I don’t tweet there.
The world doesn’t care-
And neither do I-so there.
-23 August 2010
No, no I say.
It’s just OK.
If I don’t twit here,
And I don’t tweet there.
Not in a car.
Not in bar.
Not in a shed.
And definitely, definitely, not from bed.
Tweets are for birds
And nerds-
But not the good kind.
Just the sad kind.
Who sit in a tree
And twee twee
Until they are twittered out-
And then they SHOUT!
“Look at me! Look at me!
What do you see!”
I say, really, what is that all about?
The twit twit here.
And the tweet tweet there.
Really, does anyone care?
Maybe a bear?
Or a hare?
Or a little tiny microsaurushuffalumpitis
(Whose moniker is so much bigger than itis)?
No, no, I say,
It’s really OK
If I don’t twit here
And I don’t tweet there.
The world doesn’t care-
And neither do I-so there.
-23 August 2010