Facebook Addiction Poem by Frank Adie

We are all captives of this book,
This addictive called facebook.
We are fellow inmates within its walls,
We are all prisoners, we are Zucker's thralls.

We have been made suckers to facebook,
Everyday we must drink from its brook,
Even at the wee hours of the night,
There is always someone on that site.

Our best companion is now our phones,
Because we have facebook in our genes,
Visiting facebook is our daily to-dos,
We have become facebook aficionados.

When we worry we are becoming addicted,
For a few days we have it relegated;
Sooner or later as if it is caffeinated,
We return to it fully habituated.

This addictive called facebook,
Is a highly dependent "mind-hook";
It has not only captured out faces,
It has also captured our minds.