Opuss is dead; long live Opuss
A transitional time creating a fuss
The old are not out but the new are now in
The war of the words is a fight we can't win
We can stand by the shore like old king Canute
Trying to repel the tide of google quote loot
Or we can stroll along the sand getting our feet wet
Creating beautiful words, the best will come yet
The popularity contest is almost in full swing
Likes are for sale, followers liking anything
Top of the day will be like top of the year
But gems will be found that still fill me with cheer
The old guard will topple, no one can compete
With copy and paste posters with the world at their feet
A split in our nation but not a fatal cut
The talent shines through the mire of the rut
So keep posting quality and stand your ground
Don't look at the charts, you might not like what is found
Keep scrolling past the posts that absorb your smiles
The x'th inane verbiage from some bloke called Harry Styles
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