20 November 2012
Another drink? Another dollar. Technology's a liquid collar. A vice around, My puny mind, So easily, I'll fall behind. And iThing, No surprise, And they'll keep coming, I surmise. Then it's iPets, iLoo, iSit, iFire, iIce, iPiss, iShit. Am I the only one remembers, When a fire was REAL embers? When a light was candle-born? Or when a picture, not iDrawn?
O WOTEVER NO1 CARES IT'S DA FUTURE and my Nightmares.
iWhatever • Opuss № I