NOT THE WHO

Out here on the ‘net
You’ve seen me I bet
I post long screeds there for a living.
Well, such as it is…
Not a lucrative biz,
But it’s all the ‘boo that I get given…
Don’t cry, don’t raise your eye
It’s only Facebook wasteland
Come fen, all take my hand
And spread my words through the land
They’ll call me a liar
But that just makes me bolder.
Your exodus I fear,
So let me keep it clear
I know all there is to know
At least, that’s what I told her
Facebook’s wasteland
I’m part of Facebook’s wasteland
What a waste, man
To fill all that space, man…
It’s all wasted!