I wrote this poem in June 2013. Yes, I write poetry sometimes. It’s the last poem I wrote. I haven’t written one for over a year! So this is actually a historically important, if somewhat sucky poem. It’s not the best (Duh) but it’s kinda funny. (I think) Tell me what you think about it.
It’s teeming with activity,
Constantly buzzing, updating, and changing.
Yet, on examination;
After digging a little deeper,
One can clearly establish that,
Though it is vibrant and alive,
And constantly churning things out,
It is unrefuted and not questionable
That is contains nothing of value.
Yes, there can be no doubt about this fact:
My brain has become a micro-blogging site.