Last night I cried into Facebook
A friend, my friend, you see
emailed me privately to say
he didn’t remember me!
A friend, my friend, you see
emailed me privately to say
he didn’t remember me!
How dare you, I said.
My picture, it’s right there!
Didn’t my eyes reveal
Our past in their hypnotic stare?
How could he forget me so?
Were my high-school charms
so kerplunked?
(in fact, in retrospect,
yes, I was a bit of a dunce)
I’m tempted to switch the bastard off
Never again – Facebook, you’re kicked
But if that’s the case, how will
I ever know if I’ve got another ‘free gift’?
How do you deal with Facebook?
Are these people just those you’re afraid to ignore?
Or do you “Add Friend”
with the kind of abandon I deplore?
‘Cause are we meant to hold on forever?
Or keep one foot on each side of now and then?
And if that’s the case, are you gonna drown in the tide
of unpaid dividends?
