Open your eyes and then your laptop
Click, click and connect to INTERNET
Open a new window, go and Google
Sign in FaceBook to update your traces
Blah Blah that you wrote on your status
Look for a song on you tube to stream in
A name that you are look for on MySpace
Search missing apps, read a wiki about some place
Such and such has sent you a request
Asking you to be your FaceBook friend
And the name is I_am_an_ass_Rocky
He's status says something about gravity
You click click to view his profile
Check his taste in art and his style
Three contacts in common,the so called pals
They too with rubbish rubbed on their walls
As you follow his past activities
Someone in common sent you a ping
You ask her about him and how's he
All she knows is that he sings
You look at the album that he has posted
He is handsome and a hell of a boaster
His favorite movie is THE GODFATHER
He is fond of a track called Hey, Soul Sister
His status now updated and talks about love
It published publicly, but seems to be for you
Now your heart hums and drums
You waver between confirm and ignore
But beyond this window there's another window
Made of glass like this one, but not virtual
It displays swings and plays barking dog
Past the corner there is another playground
There is a sky that turns blue to lemon
And back to black from where it began
Bushes grow greener and flowers wilder
Life is living but out of your web world
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