Google flashes before my eyes,
The setting of my home page,
From there with darting fingers,
I speed to Yahoo to check my mail,
Three unread messages from advertising,
One offering me cheap viagra,
Another a subscription to an adult film club,
And the final asking if i need new lenses for my glasses,
Piced the wrong man folks,
No need for viagra (yet) or adult film clubs,
Don't wear glasses (again yet) ,
So why don't you just take me off your list,
I haven't and won't ever reply,
So go away and stop making me feel popular,
When i see three new messages,
Just to let me down again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant poem Nick, reminded me of me if you know what I mean! Nice one.