A couple of earlier poems now, for my friends who have just started following. Apologies if you have read them before.
Friends Simon was famous on Facebook Had hundreds of friends in his life Yet no one he actually spoke to No buddies, no girlfriend, no wife. His success was repeated on Twitter One million followers plus But he came to a violent ending Knocked down by the number nine bus. The money he made from his adverts Was left to his favourite quartet And mum organised a huge funeral For all of his friends on the net. Though no one showed up, not a sausage To see Simon the Superstar off In reality, he was as popular As a man with a bad Covid cough. So, if you are an internet wizard With a wit that's as sharp as a knife Don't forget to engage with real people Get up and get out, get a life.