In Praise Of Myspace Poem by David McLansky

It's time to praise with dunning grace
That portal simply called Myspace,
That site upon the Internet
Where writers can interconnect;
Where artists using nouns and verbs
Who feel no need to misspell words,
Can express themselves in complex thoughts
While remembering English lessons taught;
Where writers can display their wares
And expose themselves to judgments fair;
An audience of daring peers,
Of poets, shamans, and would-be seers;
I'm grateful for the friends I've made
And for the Art they have displayed;
Minds across the Internet,
Lovers known without regret.