Opuss

Opuss calls to me, its charming little mew,
It makes me start to wonder, does Opus call to you?
Do you open the app in places, where wifi doesn't reach,
And hope to be placated, by the mass of diverse creative speech?
Do you miss the empathetic users, who help you when you're down?
Do you wish to be the person, who possesses the treasured Opuss crown?
Are you hopelessly addicted, to this wonder of an app,
Where people who, both young and old, bridge the widening age gap?
I'd just like you to know that, this is happening to me,
And I hate to enter places, where Opuss cannot be.