This isn't Instagram.
This ain't your twitter feed.
Looking for a Facebook fix?
Then this ain't what you need.
Sure we like a quote or two,
But millions? No thanks.
All you 'hipsters' care about,
Is 'likes', 'reposts' and 'ranks'.
This ain't another Tumblr,
It isn't one of those...
I swear if I see one more plea,
For follows, I'm comatose.
Your feedback helps iGirl understand what's working
Running with the wolves.
This isn't Twitter. Keep your litter. This isn't Facebook. I don't give a fook. This isn't Bebo. That's for the ho. This isn't MySpace. Get off my case. So don't treat it like such.
For those who want to be number 1. This is a guide, it's just for fun. It doesn't matter if your writings the best. With no followers it won't pass the test. You can tag everyone in your posts.
There's this thing called Facebook I'm not on it all the time But I'm pretty sure it's where you post Silly things that do not rhyme There is also this thing called twitter It works the same...
Some people on Opus don't seem to have much to do. They always appear to be on here with likes and reposts to accrue. Every time I'm go on there are all my favourites busy posting with aplomb.
Here's a happy song. Let's sing and spread the cheer. Let's all just have a nice time, And write it all on here.
This poem is dedicated to @hotchick and her LOL's. I'm Ella the "Hot Chick". I love my LOL's. I will comment on your Opusses. "Dude your writings swell". I seem to be everywhere.
I'll now tell you a tale And I will be frank Something is amiss For, the rankings are rank.
Here's a riposte to those who repost And fair to say, it's good when you 'host' The work of others, dropped in our feed But remember, to repost is a want not a need Do it too often and it loses it's...
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